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Wrong Number, Right Person chap eighteen

plot: Solay just got her new phone number two days ago and she's already regretting not keeping her previous number. Clearly the person who had the number before her was very popular. Usually once she says that she's not who they think she is that's usually the end of that. But one person doesn't believe her at first and then he keeps messaging her. Solay gets the feeling that he needs someone to talk to but is it weird to continue to message this stranger back?

pairing: Jey Uso x Black OC

word count: 2.8k

warnings: none

notes: This is Part Two of this fic. Part One takes place from Nov 2023 - Jun 2024. And Part Two picks up in August 2025. Yeah we're in the future so don't ask me about a timeline cause I'm really making shit up now. As I said before I keep picturing Savannah James as the fc but you can picture whoever you want just know that if I start describing her I'm describing a black woman. Some new faces might be added, if they are their name that is in color will have a link to their fc. If you don't see a link I don't have a fc yet.

disclaimer: Besides the OCs I don't own anyone else in this fic or any gifs/pics that maybe used. This is just for my entertainment and hopefully yours I don't know these people for real! I don't give permission to anyone to take my work and repost it as their own or use it on any other site, you can definitely reblog on here though! Hope you enjoy!

dividers: @//cafekitsune

Hope you guys enjoy!

Previous Chapter

“Let me see your belly.”

Solay rolls her eyes, she’s lost count of how many times she’s rolled her eyes since her and Josh started their FaceTime call.

“It looks the same way it did when you left yesterday Josh.”

“I kno but let me see my baby.”

Rolling her eyes again, Solay stands up from her seat. She was sitting at the computer doing school work when Josh called her.

She stands up and lifts her shirt up so Josh can see her belly, he’s smiling so hard that you would think he’s actually looking at their child. And from the looks of it, it looks like he’s taking pictures.

Solay sighs “Josh stop taking pictures.” She pulls her shirt down and sits back down.

“Why baby?” He says still smiling.

“Because, I don’t like taking pictures.”

Josh purses his lips together “Since when?”

Solay stays quiet. She knows how her body was going to change when she found out she was pregnant. She’s gone through it before. But she also worked hard to get back in shape and she can’t help but to worry about how much her body has changed again. And on top of that now she’s with a man who not only stays in the gym but works around a bunch of women who stay in the gym too. She can’t help but to feel a little insecure.

Josh picks up on her mood change. “Talk to me, what’s going on?”

“It’s nothing.” Solay says, shaking her head.

“Yes it is, tell me.”

“It’s just, I don’t know, I'm just thinking maybe I should try doing some exercise or something.”

Josh frowns “Why you need to exercise?”

Solay sighs and doesn’t respond. They're both quiet for a few seconds until Josh starts speaking again.

“Baby, don’t tell me you worried about your weight.”

Solay still doesn't respond. She leans on the desk, resting her head in her hand, not looking at him.

“Solay, look at me.” Josh says seriously, he rarely uses his serious tone with her so she looks at him. “Not only are you still as fine as the day we bumped into each other, you know this part of it and it means our baby is healthy which is the most important thing right?” Solay nods her head. “Besides I still can’t keep my hands off you, I can’t wait to get back home to you. I tell you you're beautiful everyday and I mean that shit, and you carrying my child makes you even more beautiful. I don’t care about you gaining weight. Right now you and sprout gotta stay healthy and then once sprout here if you want to start back working out you can, we can do it together. But if you don’t I still wouldn’t care. I don’t know if it's because you think I’m going to switch up on you or what but I’m telling you right now that won’t happen. Shit I’m not the skinniest dude walkin round here-” Solay makes a face making him stop. “What?”

“You're in shape though.” She says sitting back up.

“Yeah for me, but you see the type of people I work with. I ain’t never had no fuckin six pack like these dudes.”

“You still look good without a six pack.”

“And you still look good, especially carrying my baby. I mean if you want to do some exercise that’s safe for you and the baby then okay, but you don’t need to and you bet not ever let me hear you talking down bout yourself either.”

“I wasn’t talking down about myself.” Solay says pouting.

“But the way you thinking you not far from it, so we gonna go ahead and nip that in the bud right now. I bet not hear you saying anything like that.”

Solay rolls her eyes “Okay daddy.” She teases but regrets it as soon as she sees Josh’s face.

“Daddy-”

“Let me stop you right there because I didn't mean it like that.”

“I mean I’m down for it.” Josh says smiling.

“It’s never going to happen.” Solay says with a frown.

Josh laughs while she rolls her eyes again. “Anyway,” she starts, figuring this is a good opening to bring his dad up. “Speaking of dads, your dad reached out to me.”

The smile leaves Josh’s face, Solay knew he wasn’t going to like hearing that.

“What?” he says seriously.

“Your dad sent me a message on instagram congratulating us and saying he wants to meet.”

Josh is quiet again, he looks pissed off.

“Why the fuck would he reach out to you instead of me?”

Solay shrugs. Josh sits back in his seat and rubs his hand across his face. It takes him a few seconds to speak again, Solay waits patiently.

“What did you say?”

“I didn’t want to leave him hanging so I just told him thanks and I’ll get back to him when I talk to you.” She almost didn’t respond but she didn’t want to be rude, even though she hasn’t met him and Josh doesn’t talk about him, he’s still his dad.

“Don’t say nothing else to him, I’ll handle it.”

Solay doesn’t like the sound of that. “Handle it how?”

“Don’t worry bout it, jus kno imma handle it.”

Solay sighs. “He’s still your dad Josh.”

“Which is why I’mma handle it.”

“Josh-”

“Didn’t I say I’mma handle it!” Josh says, cutting her off.

Solay glares at him. “Why are you raising your voice?”.

“Because you want to keep goin on bout this shit when I told you imma handle it so let me handle it.”

“So we’re just not going to talk about it, your just going to say what you want to say to him and that’s it?”

“Yeah, what the fuck else supposed to be said about it?”

“I mean you're clearly upset about him reaching out, there's more to be said.”

“There’s nothing else to be said about the shit, you don’t have nothing to do with this anyway.”

Is he serious? “How and your dad reached out to me?”

“He only did that shit to get to me cause he knows it would piss me off.”

“Y’all need to really talk to each other.”

“Drop it Solay.”

“I’m just saying-”

“And I’m jus sayin drop the shit!" Josh yells.

Solay looks at him stunned, this is the first time he’s really yelled at her. They’ve had disagreements before but he’s never yelled at her like this.

“Why the fuck are you yelling at me?”

“Because you always pretending like you my fuckin therapist and shit. Everybody don’t have to tell you everything. Stop being fuckin nosy and drop it!”

“Fine!” Solay yells back and ends the call. She puts her phone on do not disturb before he can attempt to call her back.

Asshole!

It’s been two days since Solay hung up on Josh, and she hasn’t talked to him since. He’s called her multiple times and sent her messages but she hasn’t answered or responded to any of them. She might be acting childish but he pissed her off and since it’s none of her business and he wants to handle it himself he can handle it without talking to her.

He sent his mom over to stay with her until he got back, Solay was expecting her to ask her about what happened but the only thing she said when she came over was that it was none of her business and they would figure it out. Solay responded that it was clearly none of her business either. His mom just shook her head and went to the living room.

She was tempted to go stay at her parents house since she knows he’ll be back today. But she thought that would’ve been too much and she didn’t need Josh trying to beat her parents door down.

His mom went and picked him up from the airport and Solay left so she wouldn’t be home when he got there. She’s now at Niko’s house, waiting a little longer to let him suffer.

“If you don’t go back home to that man, how many times has he called you since you got here?” Niko asks. They’re sitting outside on her porch drinking lemonade. When Solay got to her house and they started talking about what happened, her husband took the baby and made his escape. He’s become Josh’s friend and doesn’t want to be in the middle.

“He can suffer a little longer.” Solay says, leaning back in her chair.

“Girl don’t do him like that.”

Solay frowns while glancing over at Niko. “Since when do you side with him, you forgot your my friend. What happened to the Niko that didn’t trust him?”

“You forced her to like him, and he ended up being the best boyfriend you’ve ever had and now you're pregnant from him and living with him so I have to like his ass!”

Solay rolls her eyes and mumbles traitor making Niko laugh and spit out the sip she just took.

“You know your not going to stay mad at him long.”

“I am,” Solay says, crossing her arms. “He told me I was a pretend therapist and told me to mind my business. He pushed me to go back to school and now wants to act like I’m just being nosy.”

“I mean, therapists are kinda nosy.” When Solay frowns over at her Niko smiles. “Girl you know I’m playing, and you also know that he was just deflecting, he took it out on you which he was wrong to do but you know that upset him, he hasn’t introduced you to his dad for a reason.”

“A reason I still don’t know, he never talks about it. All he says is that they’re not talking to each other and tells me the usual story instead of actually telling me why they don’t talk.”

“Solay,” Niko starts turning more towards her. “You know you can’t force him to tell you, he’ll tell you when he’s ready.”

“We’re not supposed to be keeping stuff from each other though, we’ve been saying that from the beginning.”

“I understand that but this is a little different. This is about his dad and this has been going on way before you came into the picture. Clearly he hurt him enough to where Josh doesn’t want to talk to him, I know you want to know but you have to give him time. And let him handle it like how he wants to. I could see if this was something that would really hurt your relationship with him but it’s not. You’ve met everyone else in his family which has me thinking that if he doesn’t want his dad around you it's to protect you.”

Solay didn’t think of that. She knows Josh will do anything to protect her and Sage, maybe that's why she hasn’t met his dad yet.

She sighs and tilts her head back. “Fuck, now I look like a drama queen, maybe I can just blame it on the hormones.”

“Welp you better get your excuse ready because baby daddy just pulled up in front of my house.”

Solay straightens up and sees Josh’s truck. Fuck.

Josh gets out the truck and starts walking towards them. He has a scowl on his face.

Solay sees movement out the corner of her eye and glances over to Niko. “Where are you going?” She asks when she sees Niko getting up and grabbing her glass.

“I’m not getting caught up in this shit, I’m trying to go to Wrestlemania.”

Before Solay can respond Josh steps up on the porch. “Hey Niko.” he says.

“Hey Josh, clearly I trust you since I'm leaving but don’t get it twisted I will go upside your head if I have to.”

“You kno it’s not gonna get to that.”

“Okay, bye lovebirds.” She teases before walking back inside the house.

Solay stays quiet while Josh grabs Niko’s seat and pulls it closer to her. When he sits down they watch each other in silence before Josh decides to say something first.

“You really got me riding round looking for you?” Josh asks.

“You didn’t have to look for me.” Solay says facing forward.

“If anybody need to be in their feelings its me since you been ignoring me for two days.”

Solay kisses her teeth.

“What if something happened with you and the baby?” Josh asks.

“Your mom would’ve called.”

“Man Solay stop playing.”

“Don’t tell me to stop playing after you called me nosy and told me I was a fake therapist.”

“You really mad bout that?”

“Yes!” Solay yells looking at him. “Don’t get mad at me because your dad reached out to me.”

Josh leans forward and turns her chair so she can face him. “I’m sorry baby, I was jus pissed off and I took that shit out on you. I shouldn’t have done that.”

Solay doesn’t respond.

“Come on, sprout don’t want you mad at me.” He says rubbing her stomach.

Solay narrows her eyes at him “Stop trying to use the baby.”

“That’s my partner in crime, and so are you.” He grabs her chin and turns her face so she can look at him. “I’m really sorry, you kno me and my dad don’t have the best relationship and him reaching out to you is him trying to get to me, I don’t want him using you or trying to pull you into drama.”

“But how would he do that?” Solay asks.

“Believe me, if he can find a way he will do it. All that man do is start drama and I don’t want him coming between me and you.”

“Is that why you don’t want me to meet him?”

“That’s part of the reason,” Josh starts. “I’ve told you my dad done did a lot of shit thats hard for me to just get over. I mean he did my mom any kind of way and barely did shit for us but anytime the cameras round he want us to act like he father of the year. That shit gets old and I’m sick of him using me. And I’m not gonna let him use you or our kids. I told you I was going to protect you and Sage right, and if I gotta protect y'all from my dad I'm going to do that."

Looks like Niko was right.

Solay sighs and grabs Josh’s hand, interlocking their fingers. “I’m sorry, I made it about myself.”

“Nah, I shouldn’t have talked to you like that.”

“I mean yeah don’t do it again,” Solay smiles when Josh laughs. “But I should’ve dropped it like you said instead of hanging up and ignoring you.”

“Yeah don’t do that shit again Solay, I can’t be on the other side of the country and you not answering my calls or text. If Jon hadn’t talked me out of it I was bout to leave work early.”

“Well I’m glad Jon talked you out of it.”

“Don’t do that shit again tho, I had to have my mama keep tabs on you and she telling me off the whole time.”

Solay laughs “She was telling you off?”

“Yeah, she was on your side the whole time. I’m her son and she chose you.”

“Your mom likes me.” Solay says smiling.

“Which is good cause that's the only parent I care about you having a relationship with. I would like everything to be good between me and my dad and y’all meeting but until he get his shit together I’m not taking any chances of him pushing his way into our lives and trying to fuck shit up. I don’t want you to think I’m hiding you and if I thought it would be okay for y’all to meet I would introduce y’all. But can you just be okay with the fact that you might not meet him anytime soon?”

“Okay,” Solay says, nodding her head. “I trust you so if you don’t want us to meet I’m okay with that.”

“Good,” Josh says, leaning even closer. He puts both his hands on her belly and rubs it. “Now can we go back home, I just got back from a long flight and I’m trying to be in the bed with the two of y'all in my arms.”

“I have to pick up Sage from practice.”

“I’ll pick up Sage from practice, you take your ass home.”

Solay rolls her eyes “You just said you want to go to bed.”

“Well I’m not too tired to go pick up babygirl, matter fact we can leave your car here and come back to get it tomorrow and you can ride with me.”

“How you know Niko want me to leave my car in her yard?”

“Go ahead and go, I'll drop it off later!” They hear Niko yell from inside.

Josh laughs while Solay looks at the door. “Your ass been listening the whole time?” Solay yells back.

“Y’all on my damn porch!”

Solay shakes her head while Josh continues to laughs. He stands up then reaches his hand out for her. “Come on, let’s go get our girl so we can go home.”

Solay smiles and takes his hand, “Okay.” she says while he helps her up.

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trippiexlove · 10 days ago

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without you + four

authors note: damn. it's been a minute. wanted to at least update this story for ya'll before christmas. i'll try my best to not make the next update take as long.

warnings: none

song inspo: be without you by mary j. blige

one + two + three

words: 5k

“Ooooh, this some nice white people shit.”

“Alexis!”

Leave it to this girl to always say some out of pocket shit at the wrong time. You offer an apologetic gaze to the workers who cast her an almost strange look at her outburst before elbowing your best friend. “Bitch, would you shut the fuck up.”

She sucks her teeth, offering an excuse versus an explanation. “What I say?” She gestures around the backyard that’s just about fully decorated. “You know black people. We usually got that one nice centerpiece of them big ass balloons and a Sam’s or Costco sheet cake for baby showers. That’s about it.” Rolling your eyes, she just has to add on. “It’s like when we have a funeral, and they done put Grandma Rose in them ghetto ass clouds talking about some sunrise to sunset.”

At that, you have to laugh. “Okay, you not wrong there.”

“I’m never wrong. Duh.”

“Whatever.” You take in once more just the opulent display that Alexis and Kaylah have been working on over the past few weeks. Initially, they wanted to find a venue to rent, but considering this baby shower will only include close friends and family, a venue seemed like too much. Not to mention that Joe has been adamant about trying to keep this pregnancy as private as possible. Not necessarily from a place of wanting to hide it. No, if that was the case, he wouldn’t have shared some of the maternity pictures you took not even two weeks ago to his Instagram.

Or even some faceless photos of Callie.

But, that’s something he can control. A sharing he has autonomy over and full say in. Paparazzi crashing your baby shower is not, thus the two of you deciding that the shower should just take place at your home.

And given the massive size of not only the actual house but your backyard, it’s a great decision.

“It’s all looking so nice.” Kaylah’s voice enters the conversation as she walks over, clipboard in hand and a smile on her face. “How you doing, mama bear?”

Rolling your eyes, you answer honestly, “feeling big and pregnant.”

“Well….”

“Shut up, Lex,” you mutter, rubbing your belly. “These babies have definitely been kicking my ass with this back and breast pain.”

Granted, being five months pregnant with triplets, it’s an expected sort of discomfort. It’s helped immensely to have a fiancé that’s home and attentive and always willing to do whatever he needs or rather, whatever you need. He’s taken over Callie duties on the evenings where you just feel tired. He cooks most nights, partially because he knows your feet hurt and are swollen usually. But also, that little traitorous little girl of yours has made it clear she prefers daddy’s food over mommy’s food. He’s even gone as far as calling your mom and asking for tips on how to do Callie’s hair, as your ever growing belly has made that a little bit more difficult.

Put simply, he continues to be the perfect man. You couldn’t have asked for a better partner in life.

Kaylah moves closer, hand on your stomach. She, along with other close family and friends, never need to ask. It’s just the strangers who you don’t know that need to stay six feet away at all times. “I can’t believe we’re only four months away from meeting them.”

Alexis shakes her head. “Earth, Wind, and Fire truly have no idea what kind of big ass, loving, chaotic family they’re about to be born into.”

Blowing out a breath, you scold her, “girl, how many times I gotta tell you to stop calling them that?”

“Would you prefer Thing 1, 2, and 3?” No answer is all the answer she needs. “That’s what I thought.” And, of course, she has to just sneak on in there another attempt. “If you would just tell me the sexes—”

“Ain’t happening.” You shut that shit down real fast. “Joe and I already made it clear. We’re not revealing that until the shower.” A special thing kept between yourself, your fiancé, and the child you already share, as Callie was present for your last checkup appointment where you were able to find out the sexes.

“Bitch, the shower is literally tomorrow.”

“And you, along with everyone else, will find out tomorrow then.” Alexis is visibly, playfully annoyed, as Kaylah only laughs.

“I understand. We’re just excited. That’s all.”

And, you get it. The farther along you get in your pregnancy, the more excitement you feel at getting to meet your babies. All the shopping, the setting up of the nurseries (you and Joe decided on two rooms), even the deciding of the names. Even more, it’s been so special to have a partner in all of this. You might not have gotten that with Callie, but you’re damn sure getting it now, and it feels good.

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“I don’t know if I should take her to Disney by myself.”

Joe’s seemingly random statement takes you by surprise. Turning to him with a frown, you ask, “what?”

He sighs, also angling his body to you while his focus remains on your belly. “You’re so far along in your pregnancy. Anything could happen.”

“But, it won’t,” you stress, reaching up to palm his cheek. “Joe, I’ll be fine. My mom will be here with me. Both Kaylah and Alexis are less than 15 minutes away. I won’t be alone.” Because that seems to be what he’s thinking. “I want you guys to go. She’s really looking forward to it, and not just because the kid lives and breathes Disney.” Largely thanks to yourself and your mom. “Plus, that’s what she wants for her birthday.”

“Or a puppy.”

“I swear to God, if you or your mini me bring up that damn puppy one more time.”

He chuckles and moves to kiss your temple. “Just don’t want to not be here if you need me…”

“I’ll always need you in one way or another, Joe.” The God’s honest truth. “But, our daughter needs you more, and I want her to get in as much one-one-time with you before the babies arrive and she suddenly has to share you with three siblings.”

He eyes you, recognizing the unspoken concern in your statement. “You still think she’s going to get jealous?”

“I know she is,” you answer, matter-of-factly. “She’s a little kid. A mama and daddy’s girl. It’s natural. We’ll just have to make sure we reassure and look out for any signs.” Though you know not everything can be caught, and kids are sometimes good at hiding what they don’t want their parents to see. Granted, Callie has always been pretty open with you, so you hope that doesn’t change.

As the two of you move back to folding clothes, you find yourself changing the subject, “also, not related, but before my baby brain kicks in, I was thinking, what if I applied for a job at her school?”

It’s something you thought about when you and Joe toured the private school that Ellie attends, a nice, expensive but safe option considering sending Callie to public school in the fall doesn't seem like the best or smartest move.

Working at your daughter’s school is also just something that would make you feel a little better. A new school. A new educational milestone. You wanna support her and be there for her as much as you can.

However, the less than thrilled look on Joe’s face definitely takes you by surprise.

“You’re gonna work?”

It’s such a simple but silly question that makes you scoff quietly, “of course. Why wouldn’t I?”

He shrugs, grabbing another item to fold. A part of you is wondering if you’re even going to have room for the gifts you’ll receive at the baby shower tomorrow. You two have already gotten so many things, clothes especially. “Maybe because we’re about to have three newborns.”

Rolling your eyes, you calmly counter, “No shit. I’m not thinking of going back right away. Maybe next fall. They’ll be one. Callie will be starting first grade, so it would be nice to be working at the place where she, and they, eventually, will be at.”

When he doesn’t say anything, you’re inclined to prompt a follow up when he finally breaks his silence. “I don’t know how that’s supposed to work.”

Frowning, you ask, “what do you mean?”

Joe sighs, an edge in his voice. “You seriously want to go back to work when we’ll have three one year-olds?” And before you can respond, he continues. “Who’s going to stay with them, Y/N? You’ll be working. I’ll be on the road—”

“It’s not like we’ll be working 24/7, Joe. And we’ve got a huge support system here. Your family. Kaylah. Alexis. It’s not like we’re alo—”

“You don't need to be working.”

Silence.

It’s a good minute before you speak again. “Excuse me?”

He blows out a breath, running a hand through his hair that’s down and hanging. “I want you to stay home with the kids full time—”

“Joe.” Cutting him off isn’t the best thing, but your emotion is starting to get the best of you. “You know me. You know damn well that I’m not the stay at home wife type. I’ve worked consistently since I was sixteen years-old, and I’m not about to stop just because you want me to.”

You love what you do. Teaching might be a stressful career, but it’s always been more rewarding than anything. And truth be told, you can’t imagine a life for yourself where you’re not doing it in some capacity.

Joe’s voice is even, his expression stern. “It’s not about me, Y/N. It’s about what’s best for the kids.”

“And if what was truly best for them is for me to be here full time, then I would do that, but it’s not necessary—”

“And that’s where I disagree with you,” he pushes back, angled completely toward you, arms crossed. He shrugs. “I think it is.”

Partially taken back by his stance on this, it still doesn’t prevent you from standing your ground. “Well then, I guess we’re not on the same page here then.”

“Not at all.”

It’s a strange thing, being on such opposite ends of the spectrum. Joe has always matched you so well, and unfortunately, that can include the level of stubbornness. He is never one to back down, but neither are you.

So where does that leave you two?

“Mommy.”

Callie’s quiet voice breaks the intense impasse. Clearing your throat, you turn to her and force a small smile. “What’s up, sis?”

She moves her hands behind her back, teetering up and down on the heels of her feet. “Will you color with me?”

An easy answer if it will get you out of this room that’s suddenly filled with an uncomfortable amount of tension.

“Callie, mommy and I need a few min—”

“Of course, I’ll color with you, baby.” Again, you fully recognize that cutting him off is rude and not the best way to handle this. A petty way, certainly. But, he also knows that when you get pissed off, it’s best to just give you some space.

Even if it’s not the best thing overall.

Not even bothering to look back at him, you walk over and take Callie’s hand, escorting you both out the room with another word.

Left alone with his thoughts, still irked at the conversation as a whole, Joe quickly and easily realizes telling you what he wanted you to do wasn’t the right approach.

He knows he has good reasons for his preferred plan regarding the whole work thing, but he also knows you, or should know you well enough, to know that trying to tell you what to do has never and will never end well.

It’s just he definitely wasn’t expecting your approach and outlook on this job thing, even if it makes sense for your character and what he knows about you. There was just this part of him that was thinking you’d maybe take a couple years off before returning to teaching. Wait until the kids are a little older. That makes most sense to him, and he’s sure if he maybe responded better and was cleared on his reasoning, you’d have been a bit more receptive.

Maybe not have walked out.

Joe’s phone dinging in his pocket prompts him to pull it out.

Megan: Hey there! Just wanted to follow up and let you know the housing and travel arrangements are all finalized.

Megan: Though I’m curious, you requested a house instead of an apartment?

Megan: That’s a lot of room for just one man. 😉

Joe does find the added emoji a little strange, maybe unprofessional by some standards, but it’s the least of his worries right now.

Joe: Thank you for the update. My fiancée and daughter will be coming to visit when I have to stay for a few days for filming. Need the room for them.

And, it’s not set to happen very often, his management working with the film execs for a schedule that’s pretty flexible and allows him to be back home the same day for most of the filming. It’s just those few instances where he has to stay overnight, a couple days even, that he and you decided would be the times where you and Callie would stay with him.

Megan: Oh.

For some reason, Megan's response rubs him the wrong way, which is strange because up until this point, he’s had no issues with the young woman. She’s been professional, helpful, and informative.

Megan: I think it’s so cool how family oriented you are. So freaking sweet.

Joe truly has no idea how to respond to that, because it’s not inherently wrong. If anything, it’s just a compliment, but there’s something about it…

Megan: Anyways, won’t keep ya! Hope you have a great rest of your evening, babe! ❤️

It’s that message, however, that crosses the line, prompting him to reply and remind her of his boundaries.

And her place.

Joe: As you said, I’m very family oriented, so I’d prefer if you didn’t call me that. The emoji is also inappropriate and makes me uncomfortable.

Someone never uncomfortable with setting a boundary, he feels nothing when he sees the typing bubble appear and reappear several times before her response slides in.

Megan: I am SO SO sorry. I’m so used to working with women, so my dialogue is sometimes women coded. Again, my apologies. Have a great evening, Joe.

It’s a response that he appreciates and doesn’t feel the need to respond to. He said what he needed to stay. She apologized and made it right. It’s all water under the bridge.

Joe goes to lock his phone and put it away when a thought crosses his mind.

You have his passcode, are free to go through his phone, not something that you’ve ever done but something he doesn’t care about regardless. However, if you were to go through it for some reason, seeing this exchange could most definitely make you feel some type of way.

And, it’s not that he feels guilty, Joe knows he handled it appropriately and accurately. But, he doesn’t want you getting upset, doesn’t need you experiencing any kind of unnecessary stress.

Something he’s already inadvertently contributed to by not handing your argument a few minutes ago correctly.

None of that is good for you, and especially not for the babies, and when it comes to this pregnancy, he's not taking any risks.

Especially not with you as far along as you are.

Joe ultimately decides to delete the last three texts, letting the conversation stop at the “family oriented” comment from Megan.

Again, he doesn’t need a situation that’s not even a real situation being an issue.

It’s just better this way.

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You’re touching up your makeup, about to apply another coat of mascara to add the finishing touches to the complete look for the baby shower when you take a moment to appreciate your appearance. The white dress is beautiful against your melanin, and your mom did the damn thing with your hair. Ultimately deciding to wear your hair natural, mama opted to put it up in a beautiful, fancy updo that perfectly frames and highlights your beat face.

The final product is something stunning and perfect, the ideal look you wanted and were aiming for on this big, special day.

A knock on the bathroom door prompts you to lift your gaze to the mirror where you’re met with the lingering stare of your handsome fiancé.

Taking in his outfit, a white, short sleeved button up shirt, khaki shorts, topped off with white and gold Nike Freeks, a small smile falls on your face. It’s the perfect look for him. So Joe.

He walks in and closes the door behind him, coming to stand behind you. Your eyes shut as he holds you, hand on your bump, head in the crook of your neck.

“You look beautiful,” he compliments with a kiss pressed against your moisturized skin.

“Thank you, baby,” you murmur, reaching up and caressing the back of his head. “I’m sorry….”

“Naw, I’m sorry,” he interrupts in an equal voice, carefully turning you around as looks down with an apologetic countenance. “It wasn’t right for me to try to tell you what to do.”

“Maybe, but I wasn’t exactly trying to be receptive.” Sleeping on it helped you arrive at that realization that with all of the glaring, embarrassing clarity. “I think I’m so used to doing things my way that I forgot it isn’t just about me and what I want, it’s about us and what works for my family.”

“I don’t want to take away from your autonomy, Y/N.”

“I know that, Leati.” Hand moving to palm his face, you remind, “but these babies mean we’re all going to have to adjust one way or another. I might have to take some time off from working full time.”

Because as much as you love what you do, Joe was right in that your kids might need you to be home more. Full time, even. And while it would definitely feel a little off going into a school year and not having a classroom to call yours, taking care of your children and making sure they’re straight would more than fill that void.

“And, I’m going to see about making my part time schedule permanent,” he shares, moving his hand to your hip, giving a gentle squeeze when you open your mouth to protest. “It’s what I want, babe. I told you before, I don’t want to miss anything else.” He leans forward and kisses your forehead, suggesting, “maybe you could do something part time?”

“Maybe.” You shrug, reassuring, “regardless, we’ll figure it out and do what’s best not for you or for me but for our family.”

Because that’s what most important. Doing what’s best not for one but for all of you.

“We will,” he agrees, brushing his lips against yours, “I don’t ever want to go to bed not on good terms again, you understand me?”

Your thighs shouldn’t clench together the way they do at his commanding tone. It’s a serious thing that you agree with, but it’s the combination of his hard body against yours, his cologne invading your senses, and his minty breath against your face that has you pushing back….something.

“Yes, daddy.” A cheeky, double entendre that has his eyes narrowing.

There's something so innocent yet downright filthy as he promises in a darkened voice, “you know Imma fuck the shit out of you when all is said and done today, right?”

Fuck.

More fluttering, even if it’s something you already know. Because it’s been three days, and that’s far too long to go without your favorite pastime.

Hand moving over his crotch, you palm his dick through his pants. “Good, cause mama needs her fill.” Licking your lips, you add, “if we had time, I’d suck your dick right now.”

Because five months pregnant or not, so long as you can find a way to have this man inside of you, that’s exactly what you gon’ do. You both love sex too much to go too long without it. And, you both know the window in which you can realistically be sexually active during this pregnancy is waning, so you’ve gotta make the most of the time you do have.

Joe’s glare is light and teasing. “You such a nasty lil’ thing, you know that?”

Smiling and moving your arms around his neck, you cheekily remind him, “but that’s part of why you love me, ain’t it? Because I match your freak. Because mama loves when daddy puts her in her place. Ties, whips and bondage included….”

“Fuck, Y/N, you tryna make me hard?” A rhetorical but also serious question as he drops his hand to your backside, taking a handful of your supple ass in his big hands. “Want daddy to fuck his pussy with all them people down there and outside waiting for u—”

Several hard knocks on the door followed by a familiar voice. “Mommy! Daddy!” A smile breaks on your face as he closes his eyes, clearly trying to settle himself. “Grandma says it’s time!”

Laughing quietly, you call out, “okay, baby. We’ll be out in a few minutes.”

And, of course, your forever inquisitive child has to ask, “what are you guys doing?”

Joe chuckles and slaps your ass before moving to open the door, a grinning Callie smiling even harder as she looks up at her favorite person. “Daddy!”

Reaching for him, Joe doesn’t hesitate to lean over and pick her up. Your smile grows at the sight of Callie dressed in her adorable white and gold dress, your mom also styling her curls into two big pom poms.

She looks so much like Joe in this moment.

Callie gasps and compliments, “mommy! You look so pretty!”

“Thank you, Callie Bear.” You move over and kiss her cheek, deciding your current look is good enough.

It’s time to celebrate your growing family.

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The Baby Shower is something out of a dream.

Beautifully decorated, whites, blues, and pinks spread across your backyard, the aesthetic is very Pinterest aligned and everything you could have imagined for a day meant to celebrate the three lives you’ve created.

Guests including several members of Joe’s family like his mom and sisters, Jon and Josh and their families. Alexis, too, of course. Jadah was invited but unable to make it due to work obligations. Regardless, it’s a wonderful outcome, being surrounded by all the people you love the most here to be with you during this great time in your lives.

It’s a lot of laughter, a ton of great food, a tremendous amount of gifts, and an abundance of love that's felt from the moment you, Joe, and Callie walk out to the sound of Baby by Ashanti playing. Continues as there’s a damn near mass chorus that’s formed when When I See You by Fantasia comes on.

And the classic dances such as the Wobble and Electric Slide to Candy by Cameo that you most definitely get your big and pregnant ass to partake in.

But, one of your favorite parts has to be the photo station, several photos taken of yourself and Joe, various shots of his hands placed protectively over your stomach. Callie joins you for a couple photos as well, though it’s not missed upon you when she makes a face after one of Joe’s sisters jokingly makes a comment to her about “not being the only kiddo in the house anymore.”

It’s something you’ll certainly circle back around to at the end of the party, and it’s a time that’s nearing as the three of you start to kick off the moment everyone has been waiting for.

Joe’s deep voice travels across the spacious yard as he keeps an arm around you, Callie holds onto his shirt and stands on the other side of him. “We just want to thank all of you for taking time out to be here with us today.”

“You already know we weren’t about to miss this,” Trinity shouts.

Jon laughs and adds, “hell no. Can’t remember the last time we had a set of triplets join the family.”

“That’s cause it don’t happen a lot in general,” Alexis chimes, sipping on her Henny. “But Big Di—”

“Like Joe said,” you cut her off, already knowing where that was going. “We’re so happy and blessed to have you all in our lives, and it means the world to us that our children, the babies and Callie, have so many people who love them just as much as we do.”

Because knowing these amazing, wonderful people love your kids, even the ones that haven’t even arrived yet, as much as you and Joe do, truly is the best thing ever.

“But, we all know what ya’ll really wanna know,” Joe chuckles. “You wanna know the genders.”

A round of agreement prompts laughter with someone shouting out “hell yeah!” and Josh saying something about “winning the bet.”

As one of the workers brings over the three sets of balloons and pins, you and Joe make sure Callie has the right one before you take over. “Alright, is everyone ready?”

“Girl, would you hurry up? The new season of Baddies drops tonight!”

“Alexis, shut the hell up,” you laugh, shaking your head before turning to Joe. With a head nod, volume increased, you start with an excited tone, “the first baby is…..” And a small second of intentional delay before you pop the balloon, revealing blue confetti.

More rounds of applause and cheers as Joe proudly announces, “a boy.”

“I knew it!”

“The Tribal Chief got a tribal heir!”

“Whew, sis, start them kegel exercises now!”

When the celebration dies down, Joe and Callie focus on you for your turn. You lift up the balloon as he kicks off this time, “the second baby is….” Another intentional delay followed by a pop, revealing more blue confetti.

Eyes watering, you share loudly and proudly, “another boy!”

The pure excitement on everyone's face, including your mom who has silent tears streaming down her face, has you blotting at your eyes. This moment couldn’t be anymore perfect.

Joe moves to pick up Callie, kissing her cheek, asking, “you ready, Callie Bear?” She nods with excitement, you and Joe speaking in synchronization as you stand close to him with your hand on his stomach, “and the third baby is…..” Callie counts to three, closes her eyes, and pops the balloon.

And as pink confetti blends with the blue, she shouts with all the happiness, “a baby girl!”

The crowd of family and friends is the loudest during the last and final reaction, deepening your happiness, mimicking that of which was felt when Dr. Young revealed the sexes to you at your last appointment.

Two boys and one girl is literally perfect.

Your little family truly is truly going to be complete.

“And,” you cut through the cheers, one glance at your fiancé and daughter before you continue. “We have another surprise for ya’ll.”

“Don’t tell me there’s a fourth!”

Rolling your eyes at Jon, you cut right to it, “we’ve decided to share the names we’ve picked out.”

Gasps and excitement go around, Joe once again being the one to start off. “The firstborn boy will be named Iosefa Anoa’i.”

Iosefa.

The Samoan variation of the name Joseph.

Gaze on Joe, it fills your heart with so much love to see and hear the pride in his voice and on his face. Having one of your sons named after him is the least you can do for this man.

It’s what he deserves.

Clearing your throat, you provide the second name. “The second baby boy will be named Isaiah Anoa’i.” A strong, Biblical name. A name given in honor of your mom who has always loved said name. A moving gesture she clearly recognizes given the way she places both hands over her heart, mouthing ‘thank you.’

You mouth, 'I love you, too' back as both yourself and Joe redirect your focus to Callie for her big moment.

She giggles when Joe tickles her stomach before yelling, “and my baby sister will be named Moana Anoa’i!”

Deciding on names was such an intimate, thoughtful, moving process, and while they may not be as alike or even common as most triplet names, they mean something to you, Joe, and even Callie, who both yourself and your husband decided to let name her sister.

Callie is your firstborn, special to both of you in ways that you can’t describe, so giving her that only felt right.

And as you re-enter the group of friends and family who have gathered here for this special occasion, you can’t help but imagine what that’s going to be like when it happens again. On a different day. For a different reason. A year or so away, when you stand before them and God and take the man who completes you as your better half.

A beautiful day indeed, even if it’s more for show and aesthetic anyway.

Because unbeknownst to most of the guests, outside of Callie, your mom, and Joe’s mom, you have an appointment at the courthouse tomorrow morning at 10am sharp.

Because after tomorrow, not only will you and Joe Anoa’i share children.

You’ll share last names.

Because tomorrow is your wedding day.

You’ll officially be Mrs. Y/N Anoa’i.

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trippiexlove · 11 days ago

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Serendipity - Ch. 13

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Druitt POV

*2 weeks later*

I was in catering with Bi and Jade right before Raw started tonight. We had just sat down near a table with our food.

Jade sighed as she sat down "I can't wait for this break we are about to get, I need some rest"

"Girl same" I agreed "I haven't seen my bed in what feels like forever"

"Once we get this break, Tez and I taking the kids on a little vacation" Bianca said as she scooped up some of her food.

"Ooh a vacation sounds bout nice" I nodded as I agreed with Jade.

We continued our conversation as we ate. After we were done we all walked out. I checked my phone seeing it was almost time for the show to start.

"I'm bout to go to find Jey before the show starts, I'll catch up with y'all in a bit"

They nodded their heads and went the other direction, while I went to look for Jey.

After a few minutes I finally found him in his dressing room.

He looked up from his phone as I came in "Hey beautiful"

"Hey main event" He stood up and engulf in a hug, giving me a peck on the lips.

"What's up with you?"

"Nothing, me and the girls were talking about this break coming up for us, and plans we're making"

"What you got planned?"

"Nothing really"

"Good," he nodded "I wanted to ask you if wanted to come down to Atlanta, I really want you to meet my mom and son" he said in a nervous tone.

I was shocked myself, my eyes slightly widen "Do you think it's the right time?"

"I do, I know we haven't been dating for long, but I see a future with us"

I blushed when he said that "Well in that case, I would love to meet them" I smiled at him as he smiled right back at me.

"Why don't you fly back with me tomorrow, Joe lending me his jet while he's out"

"Ooh ok, that sounds good to me"

"Bet, I'll see you after the show," he pulled me into another kiss, his hand gripping my backside "don't have me waiting for long"

"I won't, see you later Main Event" I pecked his lips again before walking out.

Jey POV

I had just got done with my match for the night, which was the main event. I walked into my dressing room and quickly freshened up. I grabbed my things and walked out starting the search for Druitt.

I've eventually found her talking to Bianca and Tez. I walked up next to her as she let out a laugh.

"What's up uce" Tez said and we dapped up.

"Nothing much man, tired as hell tho" He nodded in agreement.

"Yeah I feel that, we bout to head out ourselves"

"We need to link up later uce, whoop yo ass in some games"

"Oh please, I whooped your ass in madden last time" he laughed "I'll take you up on your offer"

I nodded, and turned towards Dru, as her and Bianca said their goodbyes.

"You ready to go love"

"Yes I'm ready" I grabbed both her's and my stuff as we walked out to my rental car. The drive to the hotel was short, and we made it up to the room fairly quick. We both took quick showers, and spent the rest of the night cuddled up together til we both fell asleep.

*The next morning*

After waking up, getting ready, and quickly grabbing breakfast we were finally on the jet heading back to Atlanta.

"This jet is super nice, I've never flown in one before"

"Well get used to it, going to be plenty more of where this came from" I grabbed her hands, pulling her into my lap. "How you feeling?"

"I am excited but nervous," she sighed as she leaned back into me "do you think they will like me?"

"I don't think they will like you, I know they will love you" I kissed the top of her head as she relaxed a little more.

We spent the flight watching a couple movies and snacking. We landed a few hours later, making our way to a driver that will drive us to my house.

Druitt POV

After about an hour drive we finally arrived to Josh house

I was amazed at how beautiful it was. "Jey your house is incredible"

"Thank you, I really credit my mother on taking care of things when I'm on the road"

He grabbed both of our bags as we walked up to his beautiful front entrance. Once he opened the door the inside took my breathe away. The inside was just as gorgeous as the outside.

"No fair, your house is way more gorgeous than mine" I couldn't help but to pan around to the living, and office, Jey laughing behind me.

"Your house is dope to" suddenly noise came from the kitchen area.

"Joshua is that you?" Soon a beautiful woman walks out the kitchen with a towel in hand. Based on resemblance I recognized her as Jey's mother. She came over and gave Jey a big hug then turned to me with a smile "Hi, I didn't know you were bringing a friend home, I'm Talisua, how are you beautiful?"

"I'm good, I'm Druitt, but you can call me Dru, it is nice to meet you" I smiled as she brought me into a hug.

"It is very nice to meet you, are you hungry? I just finished cooking" She grabbed my hand and brought me to the kitchen, which was just as beautiful as the front area of the house. I looked back at Jey as he smiled.

"Ima take our things upstairs" he stated before venturing up the steps, leaving me with him mom.

"So you wrestle as well?" she asked as she started fixing me a plate.

"I do, I've been wrestling since I was 18 fresh out of high school, I'm the current champion"

"Oh, congratulations!" She set the plate in front of me and suddenly I was really hungry.

"Thank you" I said a quick prayer and started eating, I closed my eyes once I took a bite and moaned "Ms. Talisua this is really good"

"Oh please, you can call me Mama T, I have a feeling you'll be around for a long time" My eyes widen at her statement, as she laughed "I know you guys are dating, you seem like a sweet girl, I like you" I blushed and looked down.

"Thank you I appreciate it" I smiled, then that's when Jey walked in with his son right behind me.

"What y'all in here talking about" he came and sat right next to me at the island, stealing a scoop of my food.

"Hey! This is mine, get your own" I slid my plate away from him as he smacked his teeth.

"Oh like we don't share all the time"

"Not when it's your mother food, this is way too good to share"

"Mom can I get a plate?" Talisua was cleaning up with her back turned towards us.

"Make your own plate" Jey let out a dramatic gasp.

"You fixed hers and not mine," He looked between the both of us with his eye brow scrunched together "I see that you stole my mom from me just that quick" he shook his head. "By the way this is Jeyce, Jeyce this is dad's friend Ms. Druitt"

"Hey what's up" I let out a small laugh.

"Hey little dude, heard you like call of duty, I beat your dad at it"

"That was only one time" I shook my head.

"Yeah one time, then a time before that, and a time before that"

Jeyce began laughing "ok bet, we should play it while y'all are here"

"Just set it up and let me know" I nodded, everyone sat down and enjoyed dinner together. Afterwards I helped Mama T clean up, and followed Jey upstairs to his bedroom. I did my night routine and clothes and took a quick shower.

Once I was done I headed back into the room, seeing Jey already in bed with a movie paused waiting for me. I laid down beside him and cuddled up, wrapping his arms around me.

"So how was it meeting my mom" He rubbed small circles on my hips.

"It wasn't bad, she said she liked me"

"I told you she would, Jeyce likes you already to" making me smile a little.

"I'm glad, I was nervous they wouldn't but it all worked out" I admitted, feeling the weight come off me.

"like I knew it would" he kissed the top of my head and laid back more. We watched a couple movies til we called it a night.

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trippiexlove · 13 days ago

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Baby, It's Cold Outside // Jey Uso x Reader

Author’s Note -> So sorry for the lack of updates! Flew home for the holidays and I’ve been suuuuper busy w family but I wanted to get out at least one Christmas-ish story to y’all 🙂 hopefully I can find some more time throughout the next couple weeks to get some writing done… I have like 5 prompts to knock out lmfaooo. As always though, happy reading + happy holidays!

Plot -> You and Jey go on a weekend trip right before the holidays, just you two, for some much needed alone time and relaxation. The fireplace isn’t the only thing keeping you warm tonight…

Pairings -> Jey Uso x Fem!Reader (Y/N)

Warnings -> Fluff (if you squint hard enough), Cursing, Hickies, Oral Sex (F!Receiving), Fingering, Unprotected P in V, Creampie, Cockwarming, Not Proofread, MDNI

Word Count -> 2.0k

“Man, I can’t believe I let you convince me to take a trip to the middle of fuckin’ nowhere,” Joshua shivered as the cold breeze kissed his skin, snowflakes fluttering onto his cheeks and eyelashes. You had booked a winter getaway for the two of you, taking some time before the chaos of the holidays began to unwind and relax- just you and him. “You’re lucky I love you so much, now hurry up and open this door.. I’m freezing my ass offff.”

“Okay, okay, calm down babe. I gotta put in the door code. Can’t let my poor baby freeze to death,” you winked at him and he glared playfully at you as you punched the numbers in on the keypad. The heat of the cabin inside embraced you with open arms as you opened the door, Josh sighing in satisfaction at the warmth. You stepped inside and took in your surroundings, smiling at the furnishings around you. Everything inside was mostly wood furnished, giving it a cozy and comforting feel. You were entranced, you knew this cabin was beautiful from the listing pictures but those truly didn’t do it justice- this place was beautiful.

Josh placed your bags down next to the door and wrapped his arms around your waist from behind, nuzzling his head in the crook of your neck. “Is it everything you thought it’d be?”

“Everything and so much more, this place is incredible, Josh,” you breathed out, leaning into his touch.

“I’m really glad we did this, mama. You did good, thank you,” he places a kiss on your cheek, a crimson heat rising to the surface as you smile underneath him. “But as much as I’d love to sit and stare at this place with you all day, I’m starvin’. Let’s go find somethin’ to eat.” You laughed loudly at his response.

“Jesus, y’all damn Fatus can’t go one second without thinking of food, can you?” You shake your head, smiling as you follow him into the kitchen.

The two of you enjoyed dinner and cleaned up, finding a good Christmas movie on TV and spending the rest of the evening relaxing. You had the idea of setting up a pallet in the living room and, of course, Josh couldn’t say no to you so you gathered all the blankets and pillows you could find and set them up on the floor, close enough to the fireplace to feel its warmth as you laid in his arms. Your eyes danced with images of the movie playing on the TV while Josh’s watched you, admiring your features that lit up as the movie played. He stared lovingly at your face being cascaded by the glow of the fire, affixing his gaze to your eyes and watching as your pupils dilated in joy with the events unfolding on the screen in front of you, then watched your nose crinkle as a cute part would come up, and traveled down and watched your lips part and mold into a soft smile. He loved moments like these- moments where he could immerse himself in you and your presence. He didn’t get opportunities like this often, with his job requiring him to be on the road for long periods at a time, but the rare times he did get moments like this he cherished them wholeheartedly. He’d find himself imagining what it’d be like to have this for the rest of his days, you in his arms and feeling the beating of your heart against him. He knew he wanted this forever, and everything in him was screaming for him to just grab the tiny box from his luggage and tell you all of this now but he also knew there was no need to rush it- he already had the plan in place to propose when you go to your parents’ house for the holidays and, not to sound arrogant, but he knew there was no way you’d be saying no to forever with him.

“Josh… you know the movie’s on the screen and not my face, right?” You chuckled and turned to him, snapping him out of his thoughts.

“I know, baby, m’bad. Just wanted to look at you for a second,” he placed a kiss on your forehead, smiling down at you. “You’re incredible, you know that?” You smiled up at him. “I mean it baby… thank you. Means a lot that you’d do all this just for us, you know?”

“I know,” you blushed, “I just wanted to get away, just us. Give us some alone time together.” Josh wiggled his brows at you and you giggled at him, moving to playfully smack his arm but he grabs your wrist before you can and pulls you on top of him. His hands snake to your sides and lift underneath your shirt, caressing the skin underneath. You press your forehead to his and close your eyes, soaking in the moment as you feel his warmth consume you. His hands slowly trail higher, goosebumps scattering across your body as you lift your head and look into his eyes. They search his, getting lost in them for a moment until he presses his lips to yours. You two share a passionate kiss, one that is slow but full of love and desire. Just like every time, Josh’s lips on yours takes the air out of your lungs and sets your body on fire. You feel it everywhere, your heartbeat quickens, your breathing becomes shallow, and every fiber of your being aches for him. You moan against his lips as he flips you two, him now hovering over you as he peppers kisses across your cheeks and jawline. He lifts your shirt over your head in between kisses, exposing your lace bra to him as he licks his lips at you from above.

“So fuckin’ beautiful…” he whispers, leaning down and trailing wet kisses down your neck. You let out a soft moan as his lips find your earlobe, gently nipping at the skin as he grinds his hips into yours. Your arms wrap around his neck, the contact distracting him from working on your neck as you pull him back down to your lips. You press your body into his as you lift your back from the floor and give just enough room for him to slide a hand underneath you and unclasp your bra, removing the fabric from you before he pulls his own shirt over his head. His hands find your breasts, kneading them in his hands before wrapping his lips around your right nipple and pulling the bud between his teeth. You gasp, your back arching into him and your hips desperately trying to find contact with any part of him. He chuckles, the vibrations sending shockwaves to your aching core as it grows wetter and wetter by the second.

His lips cascade down your body, leaving a trail of wet kisses down your sternum and abdomen as he settles where you want- no, need him most. His hands massage your thighs through your leggings as he looks up at you, his big brown eyes full of adoration and desire, burning with a sense of desperation for you. You gently weave one hand into the curls upon his head, nodding at him to proceed as he hooks his fingers in the waistband of your leggings and panties and pulls them off of your body in one swift motion. He removes the material from your ankles and presses his lips to the spot, slowly working kisses up your calf and the inside of your thigh until his face is lingering above your glistening pussy. He lets out a guttural moan, releasing a hot breath on your core that makes you shiver underneath him. He brings his right hand to your folds and slowly collects your wetness on his fingers, bringing them up to his lips and tasting you on them.

“So sweet, baby…” you sigh in response as his fingers travel back down to your folds and caress the skin, dragging his fingers at a torturously slow pace while he lowers his head. His lips find your clit with ease, drawing slow circles on it with his tongue as you grip his hair tighter. He slides a finger inside of you, a moan reverberating through you as he places open mouth kisses on your pussy and pumps his finger inside of you. He adds another, feeling you stretch around his digits as he curls them inside and continues his work on you. His name falls off your lips as he does this, your low moans and whines driving him to please you further. Your eyes are trained on him, watching how focused he is on making you feel good as he makes eye contact with you. You throw your head back as your walls flutter around him, tightening around his digits. Suddenly, he pulls them out of you and removes his sweatpants and boxers, his cock springing free from the confines they were once in and crawls back up to you. He plants another kiss on your lips, inserting his tongue in your mouth as you taste yourself on him. You feel his tip press against your entrance, teasing you opening as you whimper into his mouth. He smiles against you, knowing how much you want him and slowly enters you. Your mouth falls agape as you moan, squeezing your eyes shut as his dick pushes deeper inside. He buries his head in the crook of your neck as he bottoms out inside you, groaning at the feeling of your tight and wet walls suffocating his cock. He stays there for a moment, allowing you to adjust to his length before pulling out of you and leaving just the tip inside before thrusting back into you. He drives into you at a slow pace, contrasting greatly from the usual sex you have. He’s not fucking you like he usually does- he’s making love to you, and you feel it. It’s in the air around you, the space between you, his skin touching you. You feel how much he loves you with every single thrust, every groan that falls from his lips, every kiss he places on your skin. All you feel is him.

His thrusts become more erratic as the both of you are inching near release, the sounds of skin slapping and moans creating a perfect symphony with the crackling of the fireplace and the background noise of the television. Your pussy grips onto him for dear life, knowing your impending orgasm is about to take you out of your own body. And it does, with no warning your toes curl and eyes glue shut as you yelp out curses of his name, digging your nails in his back hard enough to draw blood as you coat his cock in your juices. A mix of pain and pleasure courses through him as he cums inside you, releasing himself fully into your stomach as a drawn out moan releases from his throat. Pants fall from the two of you, trying desperately to catch your breath as you come down and gain your senses back from the earth-shattering orgasm you two shared. He falls to his side, still inside you as he pulls you to his chest, too drunk on love and the feeling of your warmth around him to let you go just yet. You breathe in his scent, hugging him close as your eyes grow heavy. As you drift off to sleep, you hear him mutter something under his breath, painting your face with a tired smile as you hear his words and fade to slumber.

“I love you, baby. And pretty soon, we gon’ have times like this for the rest of our lives.”

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trippiexlove · 14 days ago

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Only With You

Author Note: Based on the song You by Miley Cyrus

Warning: Fluff, Smut, A bit of Angst, Profanity, P in V, Oral (female receiving), Praise

Pairing: Jimmy Uso X Black OC

Word Count: 3,163

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

You know I'm savage, but you're looking past it

I want that late-night sweet magic, that forever-lasting love

But only if it's with you

Andrea sighed as she looked at herself in the mirror. She finally was able to have a moment to herself, after a very hectic morning. She couldn't believe it was her wedding day. Something she has been dreaming about since forever. She brushed her hands across her dress.

She couldn't lie and say she wasn't nervous, but she didn't have a reason to be. Her fiancé Michael made sure she had the wedding of her dreams, not having to stress while planning. She adored her fiancé but- he just wasn't him. Don't get her wrong, she loved Michael. He came into her life when she needed healing and he was patient with her throughout that process.

But when she envisioned this day, she imagined standing with him at the alter. Now her heart was feeling that slight ache the more she thought about it. She was quickly token out of her head by the door opening up in the suite.

When she turned around her eyes widen. She had to blink twice, not believing that he was standing in front of her right now.

"Jon what are you doing here" she let out whisper-like. Rushing to the door peeking out into the hallway before closing the door back. She whipped around getting a good look at him. It's been over 2 years since she seen him. His beard has grown, grey hairs peppered throughout. "You can't be here."

"Drea I can't let you do this"

She furrowed her eyebrow in confusion "Do what Jon?"

"I can't let you marry him without telling you how I feel" He stepped closer to her, only for her to take a step back holding up her hand.

"No Jon," she shook her head "you can't do this. Not on my wedding day"

"Drea this was supposed to be our day" he emphasized "It's supposed to be me up there waiting for you to walk down that aisle"

"You had that chance!" she snapped "You had that chance then you blew it" her eyes began to tear up.

"Baby I know I fucked up and I've been paying for that every day since," his tone apologetic "the only thing I've been thinking about is you and how I could be better for you, for us" He stepped forward as she wiped the tears from her face. He stood mere inches from her looking into her tear-filled eyes. "I promise if you give me this second chance things will be different."

Andrea couldn't stop the tears that flowed her face, probably ruining her makeup. "But why now Jon. Why on my wedding day."

"I don't know baby," he took one of her hands into his, giving it a soft squeeze. "I just know I couldn't live with myself if I didn't come tell you how I felt. That I am still, til this day, very madly in love with you"

Andrea stood there in silence. Jon tucked a strand behind her hair, her breathe hitched at the small action. Soon a knock came at the door pulling her away from the moment. "Yeah" she called out. Turning towards the door.

"Sweetheart are you ready, you'll be walking down in 10 minutes" Andrea recognizing the voice of her mother. Her eye widening a bit.

"Uh Yeah give me a second" She turned looking at Jon. "You got to go" she whispered.

Jon heart ached a bit, "The choice is yours" His fingers ghosted pass her cheek before he left out the back door of the bridal suite.

Andrea sighed, gathering herself before she opened the door, revealing her mother. "Oh honey you been crying?" she asked concern.

"Yeah just thinking about the day," she slightly smiled "is the makeup artist still here?"

Her mother nodded before saying she would go grab her. They shortly came back and the makeup artist quickly fixed her makeup in time.

Andrea blew out a breath as she stood at the double doors. Arms linked with her father. Her nervous energy coming off in waves. Her dad giving her arm a slight squeeze.

"You ok baby girl?" his voice laced with concern. Watching his only daughter stand close to him all jittery.

"Yeah," she let out another breath. She didn't know if she was convincing him or herself. She looked over at her dad, nodding her head "yeah I'm ok"

"You know it's never too late" he leaned over whispering.

Andrea let out a quiet laugh, lightly slapping her dad in his shoulder "Dad stop it"

"Just know, no matter what your mother and I are right behind you" Andrea appreciated the comment, but she knew that there was more to it. Her father was never really fond of her fiancé, her soon-to-be husband, Michael.

He only tolerated him for Andrea sake. As long as she was happy and taken care of, he didn't have any problems.

"Thanks dad" She slightly laid her head on his shoulders, hearing the music stop and the Priest announce for everyone to stand. Andrea stood straight up, the ushers telling them where to stand.

Soon the ushers opened the double doors and Andrea peered down the aisle, making eye contact with Michael. Her breath hitched as she did. She didn't even realize that she begun walking down the aisle.

As she neared the pathway she made eye contact with her mother, who was dabbing away tears. That made her start tearing up. Mouthing a I Love You to her. Soon they made it to the steps of the alter, Michael step down to meet her and her father.

"Who gives this beautiful woman to be married?" the priest asked, holding his small bible in his hand.

"I do" her dad said proudly. He turned towards Andrea giving the top of her head a kiss. He looked at Michael giving him a hard stare "You take care of her"

Michael nodded, taking hold of her hands "I will." He brought them up, standing in front of the Priest. Andrea quickly adjusted her dress with the help of Serena.

Michael held both of her hands, looking her in the eyes. Andrea gave his hands a tight squeeze as the Priest began the ceremony.

"We are all gathered here today. To celebrate the holy matrimony of Andrea Imani Lewis and Michael Elijah Thompson" he looked between the two, giving them a smile. "Today you two stand before God and your family and peers who all love and support you. Your journey together has brought you to this point."

Andrea cut out what the Priest was saying. Her mind wandering. Having doubts, thinking of the conversation she just had. The more she look Michael in the eyes the guiltier she felt.

She quickly snapped back to reality when the Priest signaled for them to say their vows. Michael going first.

"Andrea from the day I met you I knew you were the one for me. There's no secret that we've had our ups and downs. But they've only made us stronger. I promise to make you happy. Continue to put us first. Through sickness, health, wealthy or poor. I want to go through it all with you."

Andrea took one of her hands, dabbing away at the tear that decided to fall. His words hitting a soft spot in her heart.

She let out a shaky breath, knowing it was her turn. She closed her eyes briefly before looking him in his eyes. "Michael you've have brought out a different part of me that I didn't know was there. I feel extremely blessed that you've not only embraced every part of who I am, but also that you allowed me to truly to see you. No matter what we go through, I know we can work it out together as one. You have been my rock and helped me through some tough situations, and for that I am forever grateful."

She trailed off a bit, closing her eyes slightly as a lone tear slipped. "But Michael I can't marry you" Audible gasps sounded throughout the sanctuary. "I truly do love you but I just can't, I am so sorry Michael"

She let go of his hand turning towards everyone, making eye contact with her parents. Her dad giving her a slight nod.

She lifted up the bottom part of her dress, running out the building to her bridal suite. She quickly took off her shoes. She grabbed her phone walking towards the door. Before she could even get out, the door opened revealing a distraught Michael.

"Andrea what the hell was that!" He stated angrily.

"Michael please I don't have time for this" She tried to step around him but he blocked her path.

"You just told me you couldn't marry be in front of our Family and Friends. Do you know how embarrassing that is!" His voice raising with each word.

"I already said I am sorry! I don't know what you want me to do" She threw her arms up in frustration.

Michael stood there for a moment. Her phone began ringing, both noticing an unsaved number calling and texting her repeatedly.

"That's him isn't it" when Andrea didn't answer he shook his head "I knew you were never really over him. Tell me the truth, did you ever loved me?"

"Michael please, I did love you-"

"But you were never in love with me" his eyes showing anger and hurt "I knew this but I was hoping with everything we been through that you could have loved me like you did him."

Andrea shook her head, the tears coming back "Michael I am so sorry" her voice softened.

He held up his hands stopping her "Keep your sorry, you both deserve each other" he gave her one last look before leaving out the suite, her parents soon coming in.

"Oh sweetheart" her mother cooed, bringing her into a hug.

"Momma I am so sorry" she cried into her mother's shoulders. Sobbing.

"Don't you dare be sorry, you did what was best for you" her father stepped forward, wrapping his arms around both his wife and daughter "I told you no matter what we would be right behind you"

She pulled out of their group hug. Her mother wiping her tears. "You go get Jon" Andrea's eyes slightly widen. Her mother chuckling "You didn't think I knew he was here?"

"I-" she tried to explain but her mother cut her off.

"I am not judging you honey, if you want to try again with him then do what makes you happy" She gave her a smile, kissing the top of head. Andrea gave her mother an appreciative look, turning to her dad.

"I may still be upset with him for how he did you, but I've always liked him" her father gave her one last hug.

She grabbed her phone, picking up the end of her dress walking out the bridal suite. She clicked her call log pressing the unsaved number. It rung twice before the person answered.

"Where are you?" she wasted no time, walking along the path.

"I've been outside waiting for you" Jon husky voice filled her ears.

She looked around the parking lot, noticing him standing outside his car. She hung up, quickly making her way over to him. They stared at each other for a few seconds in silence, before pulling each other into a kiss.

Andrea pulled away, slightly breathing heavy "I choose you" she said in a whispering tone.

Jon smiled, pecking her lips again "let's get out of here" Andrea nodded before he opened the door to his car, waiting for her to get in. He closed her door, making it to his side. He started his car, swiftly pulling out the parking lot.

Jon held her hand in his the whole ride back to his place. After about a 30 minute drive they pulled in. Jon quick to come over and open her door. He lead them inside locking the front door. Andrea took in her surroundings. Standing in the very house they got together all them years ago. Nothing changed, their pictures still up.

She walked over to a photo they took on one of their many dates. Seeing how happy they were. His arms wrapped her as he leaned in kissing her cheek as she smiled into the camera.

Her fingers brushed over the picture, smiling a bit. "You still have this picture"

Jon walked over, leaning over her "Of course I do," he leaned down placing a kiss on her shoulder "I told you that I couldn't think of anything but you for these past 2 years"

She placed the picture down turning around in his arms, wrapping her arm around his neck "Truthfully I couldn't stop thinking about you too"

Jon bit his bottom lip looking her in the eyes. He leaned down bringing her into a searing kiss. "Why don't we get you out this dress" Andrea nodded as he took her hand, leading her up the stairs.

They got to the bed room, Jon stood behind her slowly unzipping her dress. Andrea bit her bottom lip at the feel of Jon's hands made their way down the curve of her back. Jon leaned forward placing a soft kiss along the back of her neck.

He took his hand pulling the dress off, letting it pool at her feet. Since Andrea wasn't wearing a bra her bare chest was exposed. Leaving her in just her underwear. Jon groaned at the sight. He turned her towards him, putting his hand under her chin.

He pulled her into another kiss, backing her up slowly before they fell on the bed. He hovered over her as he kissed along her jaw line. Andrea letting out a sigh of contentment. His hands caressed softly down the side of her body, finding their place on her hips.

He kissed down her neck, reaching the valley in-between her breasts leaving a tender kiss in his wake. He moved on to one of her breasts, taking one into his mouth, licking and sucking on one while his other hand massaged the other.

Andrea moaned softly as he continued showing both breast attention. He continued kissing on his way down, leaving open mouthed kisses in his path. He reached in between her legs, grabbing the hem of her panties pulling them off. Andrea helped by kicking them off her feet, now her intimate area exposed to him.

Jon bit his lip at sight, taking his hands on the back of her thighs spreading her open more for him. He kissed along her inner thigh, teasing her slightly.

Andrea moaned out, tired of the teasing "Jon please".

"What you want mama" He knew what she wanted but he wanted to hear her beg for it.

"Please stop the teasing" She practically begged. Her wish was granted as soon as Jon placed his mouth on her lower lips. His long tongue finding their way through her folds. She arched her back slightly as he licked and sucked on her sensitive bundle of nerves. "S-shit Jon"

Her moans sounding like music to his ears. He took two of his fingers, entering her at a steady pace. Andrea inhaled sharply at the new pleasuring feeling. Feeling the familiar knot in her stomach grow.

Jon could tell she was close as he felt her clench around his fingers. This made him stroke his fingers faster. Andrea moaned loudly, her hands gripping his hair as she released. Jon moaning at the taste, lapping up her juices not missing a drop.

He placed a few pecks on her clit. Her body jerking at the sensation. He kissed up her body until he was face to face with her, kissing her passionately. They separated momentarily as he pulled his shirt over his head, throwing it across the room.

Andrea pulled him back to her. Wrapping her arms around him, to keep him near. He quickly kicked off his pants and boxer, laying in between her legs. The head of his dick poking at her entrance.

He slowly slid in with ease due to her wetness. They both moaned into the kiss as he completely stretched her out. He stilled for a moment to let her get used to him before he started to thrust steadily.

He increased his thrust, causing Andrea to pull away from the kiss moaning out loud, throwing her head back. "Look at my pretty girl" Jon left opened mouth kisses along side her neck. "Fuck I missed you so much" he moaned deeply in her ear.

"I missed you too" Andrea moaned breathless.

"Yeah," He sped up his strokes more. "tell me how much you missed me" Andrea couldn't speak because of the overwhelming pleasure. His large hands landing on her ass cheek, causing her to squeal. "Tell me"

"I missed you so much" She moaned out as her back arched, meeting his thrust. Satisfied with her response he landed another smack to her backside, then rubbed the area.

He leaned up, placing his hand around her neck applying slight pressure. All you can hear throughout the room was their skin smacking together and the sounds of both of their moans.

"Fuck I miss yo' pretty ass too" Jon took his bottom lip in between his teeth, trying to focus on his strokes before he released. He smacked her ass as he increased his strokes, hitting her spot each time.

He reached his hand in between them, thumbing her clit. With this new stimulation Andrea drew her breathe sharply before moaning out loud. "J-Jon!" she placed her hand on his abdomen, hoping to slow him down but failed.

"Tell me what you said back at the wedding. I want to hear you say it again" his voice dropped an octave, awaiting her response.

Andrea couldn't form any coherent sentences, slowly becoming undone. Jon applied more pressure which made her body start to shake a bit. "Tell me what you said"

"I said I choose you" she barely got it out. Feeling that knot build up in her lower stomach.

"That's right, you chose me princess." He inhaled deeply, nearing his release. His strokes becoming a bit irregular.

"Baby I'm coming" her breath hitched as her body felt like it was going completely numb.

"Shit me too baby," he grabbed her hips for support as he leaned his body weight more onto her. "You gon' come with me" She quickly nodded her head not being able to speak. "Come with me."

They both let out long, drawn out moans with profanities as they came together. Jon still slowly thrusting, fucking them both through it. He down bringing her into a slow, sensual kiss, before peppering kisses along side her jaw line and neck. "You did so good for me baby"

Andrea lowly moaned, still coming down from her high. Jon got up going into the bathroom cleaning himself off. He came back into the room with a warm rag helping her out.

Once he was done he got in the bed and brought her to his side, as they both fell asleep together.

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trippiexlove · 14 days ago

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Serendipity - Ch. 12

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Warning: SMUT - MINORS DO NOT REACT!

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Druitt POV

~Couple Days Later~

I was currently in my kitchen making myself a quick breakfast after completing my workout. In a couple of days I will be heading out of town for Survivor Series, so I had to make sure I was at my best.

I sat down to enjoy my breakfast and to scroll on social media when I saw I had a FaceTime coming through from Trin.

"Hey sis" I said as the call connected.

"Hey girl what you up to?"

"Nothing, I just finished working out and now I am eating"

"Ok bet, what is this I hear that you're not talking to Jey?" I sighed as I knew the reason for her calling.

"Trin I really don't want to go into detail"

"I understand that, but whatever it is y'all need to talk it out as adults, can't have a relationship without communication"

"I hear what you're saying, I will talk to him but right now I am not in the mood to do so"

"Alright sis, I will talk to you later, love you"

"Love you too sis" we hung up the phone and I washed my plate. My phone dinged a few times indicating I had new messages. I looked and seen they were from Jey.

Main Event 💙

| Baby we really need to talk

| I gave you a couple days, you didn't even let me explain myself

I exit out the thread laying my phone down. What was there to explain? I shook my head and decided to go ahead and pack my bag for the weekend.

~Few days later~

Today has been filled with nothing but appearances and meet-n-greets which was my favorite part.

Tonight was survivor series so everyone was running around trying to get themselves together. I have been successfully avoiding Jey all day but I knew at some point I would have to see and speak with him. I've had sometime to calm down but tonight I was letting out all my anger and frustration out on Rhea.

I had just out my gear on and was on the way to hair and makeup.

(gear, hair & makeup)

~Hour Later~

I was in gorilla getting prepared for my match, Rhea was currently making her entrance. I was stretching when I felt a presence behind me. I turned and found Jimmy.

"What's up sis" He grabbed me up into a hug and I returned

"Hey Jimmy, what's up?" I pulled away as I picked up my title off the ground.

"Nothing much, just coming to wish you luck, and also coming on the behalf of Jey he says good luck as well"

I nodded putting my head down, slightly clearing my throat. "Tell him I said good luck too"

"Rhyan you're on" a producer called out to me.

"Kill it out there champ" Jimmy tapped my shoulder and walked away. I turned instantly getting into the zone as my music hit. I walked out getting a huge pop from the Chicago crowd. I savored the moment for a bit before making my way to the ring, keeping eye contact with Rhea.

~20 minutes later~

It had been a grueling match, both Rhea and I putting on the best damn show. There has been a few close calls, and moments I felt my title drifting away from me but I mustered up the strength to keep going.

I was currently waiting for Rhea to get up so I can execute my finisher.

As soon as she was in position, I ran, rammed my knees in her back rolling us over, and linking my hands under her chin pulling up putting extreme pressure on her lower back.

"THE CHAMP GOT HER FINISHER LOCKED IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING, RIPLEY HAS NO WHERE TO GO, IS SHE GOING TO TAP OUT!" Cole exasperated on commentary, the crowd on their feet waiting to see if the eradicator will tap out.

"COME ON RHEA TAP OUT!" I yelled as I pulled further, hearing Rhea scream in pain. I soon heard the sound of her hands hitting the mat and the bell ringing.

"RHEA TAPPED OUT! THE CHAMP MADE RHEA TAP OUT" I could hear Pat and Michael go crazy on commentary.

"Here's your winner AND STILL WWE WOMEN'S WORLD CHAMPION RHYAN SIMONE!" Samantha belted as my music hit.

I smiled and wiped the blood from my mouth from earlier when Rhea sent a big boot to my face . I grabbed my title and stood on the top turnbuckle as pyros went off, and the crowd cheering for me.

I made my way back up the ramp into gorilla where Bi & Jade, who also became tag champs earlier in the night, were waiting for me.

"Congrats on the amazing match sis!" Jade pulled me into a hug then I hugged Bi.

"Thanks y'all, now we all champs!" we cheered together. After taking a few pictures with them, Triple H, and talking to other superstars I went back to my locker room to get freshen up.

When I was done I seen it was time for the Men's Wargame Match and Jey was just making his entrance. Not going to lie he looked really good tonight.

The girls eventually came back in the room and we watched the match. Cody's team ended up winning and were celebrating in the ring until a familiar song came on.

"SHUT UP HE'S HERE?!" I sat up quick as I seen Phil make his entrance as the Chicago crowd went insane.

"I thought that was all rumors!" Jade said just as excited and confused as me

Bianca nodded "This crowd is going insane, this has to be the loudest pop ever"

We all sat there stunned watching the scene unfold until it went off air. "I have to go say hi, I haven't seen Phil in years" I immediately grabbed my things and made my towards gorilla.

When I made it there Phil was coming around the corner and we locked eyes. "Phil!" I ran and gave him a hug.

"Hey Rhy, or should I say Champ!" I laughed hitting his arm.

"Why the hell didn't I know you were returning?"

"Hey it was top secret for everybody"

"How's April? Is she around?"

"No she's back at home but she sends her best wishes"

"I have to come visit y'all sometime"

"The door is always opened champ"

"Bet, I'll see you around"

Jey POV

I sat there and watched her interact with Punk, laughing and hugging up on each other. This made my blood boil.

After he walked away she made eye contact with me, her smile instantly dropped. I shook my head and walked away, now wasn't the best time to blow up, especially not in front of everyone.

I freshened up and made my way out of the arena, when I walked out the door she was standing there.

"Hey main event, can we talk?" I scoffed at her words.

"Now you want to talk?" she sighed and looked away. We stood there in silence, staring at her as she looked away. "my car is this way"

We both walked to the car and got in. The luckily we were both staying at the same hotel. The ride was really tense and quiet. We made it up to my room, both of us distancing ourselves from each other, sitting in silence.

"So are we just going to sit in silence or actually talk?" I stood by the wall, crossing my arms keeping eye contact with her.

"I don't know where to start Jey"

"How about why you've been ignoring me all week? Why you didn't give me a chance to explain what happened?"

She sighed before standing up from her seat on the bed " I ignored you all week because I didn't want to lash out, when I saw you and Rhea in catering earlier this week all I could see was red"

"What do you mean you saw me and Rhea in catering?"

"I mean I saw y'all talking, her getting extremely close and touching all on you, once I saw that I just walked out"

My mind went back to that moment.

I was in catering trying to get a quick meal when Rhea came up to me proposing a story line together. I was politely declining when she stepped closer and brought her hands up to my shoulder going down my arm slowly.

"I think we would work real well together"

I immediately took her hands off me and backed away.

"Thanks for the idea Rhea but I am going have to decline, but I appreciate it"

She shrug her shoulders and smiled "hmm your lost Jey, good luck" then she walked away.

"You didn't stay there long enough, if you did you would've seen me push her hand away, she was trying to propose a story line together"

Dru face fell "But-"

"But nothing Dru, this is what I was trying to explain. Then you ignored me all week, then tonight you're all hugged up on Phil"

"I was not hugged up on Phil, I was just simply saying hi and catching up with an old friend. But I apologize for my actions this week, it wasn't right for me to react the way I did"

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I leaned off the wall and walked towards her "Don't let that shit happen again, if there's a problem we solve it by talking with one another" she nodded looking up at me. Before I knew it I had already leaned in engulfed her into a fiery, passionate kiss.

I pulled her close, wrapping my hands around her throat. I laid her on the bed with me hovering over her, both of us starting to discard our clothing only breaking the kiss when taking our shirts off.

My hands found their way to her center, lightly pressing on her clit earning a soft moan from her. I entered 2 fingers into her, as she moaned out. I was going at a steady pace, edging her out.

"please Jey ... I need more" she moaned out as her back arched off the bed.

"Don't worry baby, I got you" I retracted my fingers and lined myself at her entrance "I want my apology in another way, no running or it's going to be worse for you" before she could reply I slid into her without warning, earning a loud gasp from her.

My strokes were rapid, hitting her spot every time. I felt her clench around me, she let out a loud moan.

"Baby I'm cuming" she let out breathless. I stopped and pulled out.

"turn around, ass up" She did exactly what I said with no hesitation. I repositioned myself and inched my way in. Once we were both comfortable I picked up the pace, leaving her in a fit on moans.

She reached her hand back and I smacked it away. Once she did it again, I grabbed it and held it against her back.

"What I tell you, ain't no running tonight" She let out a high-pitched moan as I rammed into her "you don't get to cum until I hear an apology"

"Baby I can't hold it" She moaned out

"You know what I want to hear, you better hold it until I hear it" I angled myself a little hitting her spot, feeling her jolt below me.

"Fuck ... baby I'm sorry fuck I'm so sorry" She moaned out loud, I could feel her tremble below me. I felt myself getting close as well.

"There we go baby" I brought her up with her back against me, then I whispered in her ear "be a good girl and let it go for me" A few strokes later we both released at the same time.

We both collapsed on the bed, I pulled her towards me. I soon felt her breathing go shallow as I knew she had fell asleep, I soon let sleep consume me as well.

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SERIES:

You're the Only Girl for Me- [ONGOING]

All I Want Is You - [COMPLETED 8/29/2023]

LOVE - SEQUEL TO ALL I WANT IS YOU. - After getting back together, Janelle finds out thats she's pregnant. Follow along with Josh and Janelle as they deal with the highs and lows of her pregnancy. [ONGOING]

ALL FALLS DOWN- Kiyana Fatu's world is now in shambles after her husband comes home and tells her he has been having an affair. [COMPLETED 03/25/2024]

REBUILD & RESTORE - SEQUEL TO ALL FALLS DOWN [ ONGOING]

THE BOY IS MINE - COLLAB WITH @paigereeder ~ Josh was at the tail-end of his marriage and has told himself he doesn’t want anything serious. He just isn’t a casual type of guy, and all his actions have consequences. [ ONGOING ]

DRABBLES/ONE SHOTS:

You're the Only Girl for Me ; May 200 Word Challenge - A part of my You're the Only Girl for Me series. Set in the future

YTOGFM - May 200 Word Challenge (2)- A part of my You're the Only Girl for Me series. Set in the future

What We Used To Be - Six months of silence and heartbreak leads to this... (ONE SHOT)

REQUEST:

Miss Independent - Can you do a story where jey starts dating this girl and she is veryyyyy independent and like to do everything her self but jey has to always tell her to sit down and let him do basically Ms.I can do it myself meets mr.sit tf down imma do it plz 🤭

4 a.m Cravings - a part of my LOVE series but also requested. Request: heyyyyy can we get a short lil page or story of Janelle’s pregnancy cravings pls🤍🤍🤍

Jey Rizzo - Okay so yk how the raw before war games when they were mentioning how they needed a 5th member? Well, this universe, it’s a mixed war games so Rhea is in. Cody makes his “call” Randy and a former NXT, newly signed Keiarie or Kabana Love for her ring debut with them. Mr. Main Event takes a notice to her and tries to yk, get his game on the whole night with her

SERIES:

Sorry [ONGOING] - I SUCK AT SUMMARIES... 😬

Pieces of Her [ONGOING] - Five months away from her dream wedding, Kenya’s world is turned upside down and her heart is shattered leaving her heartbroken and confused.

DRABBLES/ONE SHOTS:

May 200 Word Challenge - An excerpt from a One-Shot that I have been working on for a while

Untitled - Jimmy Uso x OC (Alani) * (SMUT)

REQUEST:

The Bridesmaid- I hope you’re having a good day! I wanted to request a fic with Jimmy (or jey, I love them both) where the mc is a bridesmaid at their sister’s wedding and she meets one of the groomsmen (Jimmy) and they start to really like each other. The sister warns mc that Jimmy is a playboy but things start to heat up quick between the two anyway! You can add or take away any aspects, have fun with it. Thanks, I love your writing!

ONE-SHOTS

Til Further Notice - (based on Travis Scott's song) - He's been gone for 4 months. 118 days without a phone call or a text. What happens when he finally shows back up to work? Will he give Kaela the answers she's looking for?

Til Further Notice - The Reactions: How did the WWE universe react to the first time Roman was seen in 4 months...

ONE-SHOTS

Tongue-Tied -

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YOUR HONOR, I LOVE HIM😭🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍

IF ONLY THEM SWEATPANTS WERE GREY

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When one of your readers from another app finds you on Tumblr.

Like heyyyyy! 😅😬 #awkwarddd

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Serendipity- Ch. 11

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Rhyan POV

weeks later

I was hanging out backstage with Bi & Jade, right before their tag match with Chelsea & Piper.

"Y'all real hype bout your match tonight" I said as I continued getting ready. I didn't have a match tonight but I had a couple segments tonight to hype up my match with Rhea at Survivors Series. We were finally about to put an end to this feud once and for at all one of the major PLEs.

"Sure is, then we gonna take them titles from them kabuki warriors at survivor series" Jade said as she put on the rest of her gear.

"While snatching them by they edges" said Bianca said as her and Jade high-fived each other.

I laughed at them as I finished getting ready "I will meet y'all right before your match, let me go get beautified" We did our handshake and I went to the glam team. After I was done I decided to go find Jey. We haven't seen each other in a week due to our schedules, but tonight we was both supposed to be here.

(Hair/Makeup & Outfit)

I walked into catering to see Jey, but stopped when I seen him talking to Rhea. I would've been ok if she hadn't been touching all on his arm and super close to him. They were both smiling and talking and that pissed off.

I walked out of catering deciding to go back to the locker room before our segment. I was stopped by Kayla who wanted to do a quick interview.

"Hey glad I found you, Paul wanted me to interview you before your segment tonight"

"Ok lets go"

We get to the interview area and set up, getting the countdown before filming.

"Hey guys, Kayla Braxton here and I am joined by our WWE Women's World Champion Rhyan Simone"

I can hear the crowd cheering as I came into view.

"What's up Kayla?"

"Hey Rhyan, so with your match with Rhea coming up this weekend, can you tell us what is your mental state going into this match?"

"Kayla, this is the most confident I have ever felt going into a match, I will walk into Survivor Series as the Women's World Champion and I will walk out the same way" I shifted the title to my other shoulder keeping my focus on Kayla.

"Are there any final words for your opponent before Saturday?"

I smirked a little "Everything I need to say, I will say in the ring, I want to say it face to face" I smirked at the camera then walked away. As I walked away I spotted Jey making his way to me. I rolled my eyes and kept walking, hearing him call out my name.

I was just about to turn the corner when I felt him grab me and turn me around.

"What do you want Jey?" He looked token back at my harsh tone towards him. Scrunching his eyebrows in the process.

"Well hello to you too, what's got you in the mood?" He stood back with his arms crossed.

"It doesn't matter" I rolled my eyes at him, soon feeling the cool surface of the wall behind me.

"No, it does matter when you're having an attitude with me, I am trying to figure out what's the issue"

I folded my arms not saying anything to him as I am trying to keep my composure in this hallway full of people.

"You won't tell me now, but after the show we're going to talk" he said backing away.

"Don't have your heart set on it, there won't be no after the show" I pushed away from the wall, readjusting the title on my shoulder.

"Dru I am not going to play these games with you, if I don't see you there's going to be a problem"

"You don't have to worry about me, ask your girlfriend Rhea to meet up with you" I walked away as I left him there without another word.

I finally made it back to the locker room where it was only Bi , Jade, and few other female superstars. I went over by Bianca and sat down, irritation all over my face.

"You good girl? you look like you ready to beat a bitch up?" Jade says as she's finishing her snack.

I sighed and nodded "Yeah I'm good, just tired and ready to get this night over with"

They nodded and moved on to a different conversation. A little while later the show was underway and I was still in the locker room, avoiding making any further contact with Jey before my segment. It was finally time for my segment as I was in gorilla waiting for my music to hit.

We were doing a contract signing before our big match on Saturday.

Pearce was finally done introducing Rhea and was introducing me. Once my music hit I was in the zone. I came out to a thunderous pop, as the crowd went insane. I looked at the ring and kept a strong gaze on Rhea as she did the same. We didn't break eye contact once as I entered the ring and sat across from her.

"Now ladies, let's make this simple and sign the contract for you match this weekend" Pearce said as he handed the contract to Rhea and she signed it. Pearce then moved the contract in front of me.

I grabbed the mic in-front of me "See Pearce, there's nothing simple about this match" I said as I took my focus from Pearce to Rhea "There won't be nothing simple, in this match we're both coming for blood"

"I couldn't agree more Rhyan, this match is a very important match in our career" Rhea smirked as she continued talking "I had a lot of time to think and Rhyan, you were right, I do need that title but that title also needs me"

I laughed "Oh Rhea, I never took you as a comedian, the things I've achieved while being champion you can only dream of, too bad at Survivor Series I am going to crush every bit of that little girl's dream"

Rhea snarled at my words, which was perfect that's exactly what I wanted it to do. She picked up her mic once again "Lets be clear Rhyan, you know stepping in the ring with me will bring you to..." She stopped and smirked "Main Event levels" She emphasized main event, only us two would know what that mean.

Something in me snap, and I flipped the table on her immediately launching myself towards her. Once I got her on the ground I started sending punches from left to right until an influx of security grabbed us and pulled us apart.

I got one good kick in before she was dragged during the ramp. I picked up the contract, signed it, and threw it towards her. I grabbed my title and held it up, "You will never take this title off me! You are beneath me! You are nothing without me!"

I quickly jumped down from the apron making my way backstage once it was clear and immediately headed to the locker room to get my stuff.

I stayed around for a bit, hanging out with the girls until it was Jey's match against Dominic.

"You've been hanging out with us a lot today, why didn't you go see Jey before his match?"

"Long story short, I am not speaking with him right now" The girls sent shocked faces my way.

"What happened?"

I told them the story of what happened, all the way up to my segment with Rhea.

"Girl you not talking to him is going to fix anything" Bi said as she unlaced her boots.

Jade nodded her head in agreeance "Always have the open communication"

"I will talk with him once I am ready, right now I am pissed" I folded my arms as I watched Jey's match. I flinched when Jey landed awkwardly in the ring.

"look at you, you still care about that man" Bi said laughing a me. I shook my head and turned my attention just as the bell rang and Judgement Day was out there beating Jey down. Normally I would go wait in gorilla after his matches but I gathered my stuff, said bye to the girls, much to their dismay of me leaving without talking with Jey.

I made it to the airport, checking my phone before boarding noticing I had a few missed calls and messages from Jey

Main Event 💙

Dru wya?

So you really left?

If you don't answer your phone Dru, it's going to be a problem

Bet

I rolled my eyes as I sat in my seat. I am completely over the situation. I will deal with it on my own time.

What y'all think is going to happen with Jey & Druitt?

Y'all think Jey was checking for Rhea?

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Hey y’all!

I’m kind of new to Tumblr!

Thanks to everyone who has welcomed me into this fandom. Y’all support has been everything <3.

Y’all can call me Trips. I’ve been writing for a long time. Deciding to make my jump over here. I’ve been a wrestling fan for a very long time. I consider myself a late attitudes era baby.

My page is strictly 18+. NO MINORS ALLOWED

Rules

| positive vibes only

| RESPECT one another in the comments.

| If you don’t like what I write that is fine. Let’s try not to be negative. There are other amazing writers on this app and I will gladly recommend ANY of them.

| Currently my muse is of course the OG Bloodline. But if you would like to request anything, I’ll gladly do it :). That info is below.

If you want to request a story (doesn’t matter what wrestler) I’ll be happy to do it! Just send me a message through the Confessionals on my page.

ALL OF MY OCs ARE BLACK WOMEN

Rules for request

- Name the wrestler

- short summary of the plot you’re looking for.

- Let me know what you want. (Smut, angst, etc)

Jey Uso

One Shots

|Girl With The Tattoo

Series

|Serendipity

Jimmy Uso

One Shots

|Only With You

Series

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ltye: sleepless nights

authors notes: been sitting on this lil thing for about a month or two now, cause it didn't feel long enough to post tbh. it takes place while solana is away at residential treatment. after she meets fetu but before she comes home.

warnings: fluff, light angst, and some light suggestive content

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It’s stupid.

A silly fucking thing for a man who has no tolerance for things of the sort.

Ridiculous to even think, and yet he’s thinking it.

Thinking of actually doing it.

Roman sighs and turns his head to the digital clock on the nightstand.

2AM.

Of course.

The fucking witching hour. A period of time that, for him, can occur at any point during the night.

And since Solana has been away receiving treatment, an occurrence that happens damn near every night.

It’s not since she’s been gone that Roman has realized just how beneficial she is for his sleep. How much better he sleeps when he has her soft body tucked into his side and how awful it is when the space beside him is cold and vacant.

Dulce’s slightly louder than necessary breathing brings Roman to scoot over on Solana’s side of the bed to see her curled into a ball, slumbering peacefully without a care in the world. He won’t call it jealous. Just something of the sort.

Granted, Roman is also well aware of the fact that Dulce woke up several times in the middle of the night during the first week of Solana’s absence. She moved around in her bed, walked around the room, even sat and waited by the door.

Solana.

She was looking for Solana.

Solana

Her name boosts his previous horrible idea back to the surface, an idea he wishes would just go away but something that seems to nag him.

It’s inconsiderate as fuck. Just because he’s up at almost 3am in the morning doesn’t mean that she is.

Which is why he shouldn’t even be thinking about doing what he wants to do. Even as he grabs his phone. Even as lifting it from the nightstand causes the screen to light up, revealing her smiling face.

Even as he unlocks that phone and is met with another photo of her on his home screen, as he navigates his way to her contact and hits the call button. He hates it. Hates that he’s really doing this and decides that he can’t be such a selfish bastard.

Roman is seconds away from ripping the phone from his ear and smashing the red button and—

“—hello?”

Fuck.

Regrets. So many fucking regrets. “Hey.” What a stupid thing to say.

Solana makes a sound on the other end followed up with a quiet, “are you okay?”

Hearing her say more than one word help Roman clue into the fact that her voice is much softer than usual, quieter than typical, drowsy almost.

Again, fuck.

“Shit, you were sleep, weren’t you?” Of course, she fucking was. As are most people at such an ungodly hour.

He can practically hear her small smile on the other end of the phone. “It’s okay.” No, it’s not. He’s a selfish piece of shit, especially given the fact that he knows she also struggles with sleeping. “You can’t sleep, can you?”

Not at all. “Something like that,” he grumbles. “I’m sorry. Go back to sleep.”

“No.” Her objection is firmer and louder than the attributes of her previous statement. “I’m up now and—”

“Because I woke you up.”

“Talking to you is better than sleep, Roman….”

He gets quiet at that, partially disagreeing, mostly wondering if there’s something more to the statement.

“Have you been having them again?” He doesn’t need to specify what they is. She already knows.

There’s a moment of hesitation. “Something like that.” Her voice is thick and right away, it makes him wonder if she was in the midst of one when he called.

“Do you want me to come?” There’s no type of thought that comes with the offer, just an intrinsic, organic thing that only feels natural.

Again, that small, non-visible smile. “Ro, it’s almost 3 o’ clock in the morning.”

“And? Not like I’m doing anything else.” Because it’s bad enough he woke her up. The least he can do is make that worth something.

“It’s not safe for you to be on the road this time of night.”

There’s so much irony in that one sentence. An infinite amount. “Driving in the middle of the night is probably the safest thing I’ll ever do in my life, Sol.”

Truly.

Honestly.

Roman can practically picture the frown on her face. “I don’t want you doing that just for me. It’s not necessary.”

“Anything you want is necessary, Solana.” It is. Always has been. Always will be. He looks over at the side of the bed where Dulce continues to sleep peacefully. “I’ll only be gone a few hours. I’ll have one of the guards take Dulce out if she wakes up before I get back.”

Hesitation on the other end. “You….you said you don’t care about the rules….right?”

Clearly. Obviously. Especially given the fact that he’s climbing out of bed, readying to drive an hour away just to see his wife, who’s currently staying in an inpatient facility. Fuck the rules. “Not at all.”

A sigh followed by what sounds like shuffling of blankets. She’s either rolled onto her back or side. “Could you….could you do something for me then?”

An easy answer. “You know I’d do anything for you, Sol.” Anything at all. “Name it.”

Another delay that precedes a nervous request. “Can….can you bring her?”

Of all the things he expected his wife to ask, that definitely wasn't included in the list of possibilities.. “Dulce?”

Roman moves over to the dresser and pulls out some basketball shorts, as Solana explains. “I miss you, but....I miss her, too. And, I haven’t seen her in a few weeks.”

He nods, glancing at the puppy. All things considered, she’s well behaved. She only really barks when she’s hungry, needs to go outside, or sees a random gnat that she believes to be a threat.

He’s pretty confident he can bring her in without her causing a scene. Not that he really cares, either way. No one will be stupid enough to try to say anything to him. Of that, he’s sure.

“Okay.”

Solana gasps. “You’ll do it?”

“Of course.” Roman knows how attached Solana is to Dulce, and vice versa. It’d be good for both if they could see and interact with each other.

And, he gets to see his wife.

Everybody wins.

“And……bring her bed, too.”

Roman pauses at that, chuckling while sliding on his shorts and moving over to his closet to grab a hoodie. “How long you planning for us to stay?”

“What time do you have to leave?”

“Whenever you want me to.”

She’s the one chuckling this time. “I never want ya’ll to leave.”

Roman stills for a minute. Another mutual sentiment. “I know.” His eyes settle on another of his hoodies, one he recalls her wearing once, as she’s taken up a strong liking to wearing his clothes around the house.. He pulls it off the hanger to bring to her. A thing of comfort, potentially.

For when he’s not there.

“I’ll bring it,” he agrees.

“Thank you.” She sounds immensely grateful before her voice slips into something almost unsure. “It’s just….she….she’ll probably go back to sleep and since….since you’re here and….we haven’t….it’s just been…...”

Roman catches on relatively easily, hence him reminding her with all the boldness. “You want me to fuck you, don’t you, baby?”

“Roman!”

He smiles to himself, imagining how red her cheeks must be. Even with all her progress regarding their sex life, talking about it still seems to make her uneasy.

Roman chuckles, pointing out, “You didn’t answer the question.”

A quiet, whispered answers. “Yes.”

Roman makes a sound, deciding to up the ante. “Can you do me a favor then, sweet girl?”

More shifting on the other end. “Roman…..”

“Take off your underwear,” he instructs. “I want you ready for me.”

Another unexpected answer that nearly has him dropping the phone. “I’m not—I’m not wearing any.”

Fuck.

Roman has known his wife to sleep in a variety of items, starting with unnecessarily baggy clothes to normal pajamas, progressing into skimpy pajamas, and landing into mostly just one of his shirts with no bra but still underwear. So, he’s at a bit of a loss as to why she’s so underdressed.

And then she moves into a stammered, flustered explanation. “I—before I fell asleep, I was feeling…you know….”

He does know. He knows exactly what she was feeling.

Roman has to control and contain himself as he finds his grip on the phone tightening, much like the hardening growing in his boxers. “Did you think of me?”

It’s a fucking miracle this man doesn’t right come right then and there when she answers so breathlessly, “I always think of you when I touch myself.” His eyes shut and dick twitches in his boxers. “Just….just like you told me to.”

It’s a tremendous amount of will that has Roman able to resist the burning urge to walk Solana through phone sex, partially because he’s not sure if she’s ready for that. Mostly because that’s not enough for him.

He physically needs her.

Roman’s jaw tenses as he grounds out, “I’m on my way.”

Ain’t nobody getting no sleep tonight.

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trippiexlove · 16 days ago

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CLOCK IT ⏰

I mean when Jey was Intercontinental Champion his matches was the main event… 😬🙃

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trippiexlove · 17 days ago

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I’m glad y'all enjoyed that short story 🥰🫶🏾

I’ll definitely be writing more!

#jey uso #jey uso x black fem oc #jey uso x black oc #jeyuso #jey uso smut #wwe

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Malani

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The low hum of conversation and clinking glasses filled the room, and yet all Malani could focus on was the man across from her. Jey stood just a few feet away, head tilted as he laughed with a few friends, but every so often, his gaze would flicker over to her, just long enough to make her heart race. He was dressed in a black fitted shirt that hugged every muscle perfectly, with a Cuban link glinting against his chest and grills flashing when he smiled. He looked... dangerous. And undeniably fine.

Malani shifted in her seat, biting her lip as she watched him. She'd known Jey for a while, and they'd always been good friends. But lately, the air between them had been thick with something more—something simmering just below the surface. Every lingering look and shared smile felt like a silent invitation neither of them was brave enough to answer.

"See something you like, girl?"

Startled, Malani turned to see Trinity smirking at her, one eyebrow raised as if she knew every single one of Malani's thoughts.

Malani tried to play it off, looking away with a slight laugh. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh, don't try that with me," Trinity teased, nudging her shoulder. "I've seen the way you look at him, and trust me, so has he."

Trinity's husband, Jon, chimed in from across the room, having caught the tail end of their conversation. "Yeah, Malani, you're not exactly subtle with those heart eyes you keep giving my twin."

She felt her cheeks warm under Jon's teasing gaze, but she shrugged, doing her best to brush it off. "I just think he looks nice tonight, that's all."

"Oh, it's more than that," Trinity replied, grinning knowingly. "And it's only a matter of time before you two finally do something about it."

But Malani wasn't sure about that. The thought of stepping out of the safe zone they'd created as friends and risking something more—it was thrilling and terrifying. But then her eyes found Jey again, his gaze now fixed on her in a way that made her stomach flip.

Just as she was about to look away, Jey took a step closer, closing the distance between them. She couldn't help the thrill that ran through her as he leaned in, that signature smirk dancing on his lips. "You alright, Lani?" His voice was low, barely above a murmur, but it carried enough heat to make her pulse quicken.

"I'm good," she managed, her voice more breathless than she intended. She tried to keep her eyes on his face, but the way his shirt clung to his chest, the way his Cuban link caught the light, made it impossible to look away.

Jey grinned, his gaze flicking down to her lips for just a second longer than necessary before he straightened up. "Good," he said, his eyes twinkling as he took a small step back, though the tension remained between them.

Jon cleared his throat loudly, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Y'all need to get a room, or at least let the rest of us enjoy our night without all this damn tension in the air."

Malani rolled her eyes, but her stomach flipped again. She shot Jon a look, but he only shrugged. "What? I'm just stating facts," he said, trying—and failing—to hide his grin.

The night continued on, but Malani found herself hyper-aware of Jey's every move, every glance, every small, subtle smile he threw her way. It was almost like a game, the way they kept each other close but not too close, testing the boundaries of their friendship with every stolen glance and every teasing remark.

Later, when most of the guests had left, and the crowd had thinned, Malani found herself alone in the kitchen, cleaning up a few glasses. She was lost in her thoughts when a familiar presence appeared beside her. She didn't have to look to know it was Jey; the warmth of him was enough.

"You need help?" he asked, his voice soft but laced with a rough edge that made her heart pound.

Malani glanced up at him, and for a moment, everything else fell away—the people, the teasing, the nerves. All she could think about was how close he was, how he was watching her with that look, the one that said he'd been wanting this as much as she had.

"No, I'm alright, but thank you" she replied softly, her voice steady, though her heart was anything but.

But Jey didn't move. He stayed right there, his hand resting on the counter, his fingers just inches away from hers. He looked down at her, his eyes dark with something she'd only seen hints of before, and slowly, almost as if testing the waters, he reached out, his fingers grazing hers.

"Been thinking about you, Mal," he murmured, voice barely above a whisper. His words sent a shiver down her spine, her breath catching as she looked up at him, her lips parting slightly.

"Yeah?" she managed, her voice barely a whisper.

He nodded, his eyes intense, like he was finally letting her see everything he'd been holding back. "Yeah. A lot, actually."

And just like that, the slow burn that had been building for weeks reached a breaking point.

That night, the house was quiet, save for the soft creaks and whispers of the night settling in. Malani lay in the guest room, wrapped in the thick comforter, but her mind was restless. Every time she closed her eyes, her thoughts drifted to him—the way Jey had looked at her tonight, the rough warmth of his voice, the feel of his hand brushing against hers. Her body ached, filled with a slow, deep heat that refused to fade.

In her half-sleep, her mind let go, sinking into a dream that was anything but innocent. She could feel Jey's hands on her, strong and warm, the weight of him pressing her down as he whispered her name in that deep, familiar voice. Her back arched in response, her body coming alive under his touch, and a soft moan escaped her lips.

Jey lay in the room next door, wide awake, struggling to shake off the tension that had built up all night. Every stolen glance, every touch, had left him teetering on the edge, and now, alone in the dark, it was impossible to ignore how badly he wanted her. He rolled over, running a hand over his face, but then he heard it—a faint, breathy moan drifting through the wall.

At first he thought it was his twin and Trin, but the voice was low and soft.

He froze, every muscle tensing as he listened, his heartbeat roaring in his ears. He didn't want to jump to conclusions, but the sound—soft, vulnerable, and unmistakably Malani—was impossible to ignore. The realization hit him like a jolt: she was dreaming of him, too.

His hand balled into a fist against the pillow, the ache inside him growing unbearable as he listened to her quiet, breathy sounds. They were pulling him in, tearing down every last wall he'd tried to keep up. He could feel his self becoming hard, and before he knew it, he was out of bed, crossing the room on pure instinct.

He didn't even think as he knocked on her door, his breath unsteady. "Malani?"

There was a pause, and he heard her shift, a soft intake of breath that told him she was awake. A moment later, she opened the door, her eyes wide and hazy with sleep, but the flush on her cheeks made him swallow hard. She was wearing one of Trinity's oversized T-shirts, but it did nothing to hide the heat in her gaze as she looked up at him, clearly realizing why he was there.

"Jey," she whispered, her voice a mix of surprise and something deeper, darker.

The moment hung between them, pulsing with unspoken words and desires that had been simmering just beneath the surface. Malani's heart raced as she took in Jey standing there, so close yet still distant in a way that made her ache. And it didn't help that he was shirtless.

"Can I uh... come in?" he asked, his voice low and husky, laced with an edge of hesitation that was unlike him. She felt as if her own breath caught in her throat at the weight of his invitation; it felt like crossing a bridge they had both been circling for far too long.

Malani stepped back instinctively, allowing him to enter, though her stomach fluttered at the proximity. The door clicked softly behind them, encapsulating them in that small space where all her thoughts tangled together into a single thread: what if they crossed that line?

"Did I wake you?" he asked, though the way he leaned against the door frame made her suspect he'd been waiting for an excuse to see her.

"N-No," she replied quickly, but she knew it was a lie; she was wide awake now. "Just... was.. thinking."

"About what?" he probed, his eyes searching her face as if wanting to decipher all the secrets hidden behind her gaze.

Malani opened her mouth, but the truth felt like a wildfire on the tip of her tongue, too dangerous to speak. Instead, she opted for evasiveness. "Just... everything," she said, biting her lip as she avoided his penetrating stare.

He took a step closer, and the heat radiating from his body pulled her in like a gravity well. "Everything?" he echoed, tilting his head slightly. "Or just me?"

The question hung in the air, thick and heavy with implications, making her pulse race. Malani's breath hitched as she met his gaze.

The memories of her wet dream, the softness of his hands, and the way he had whispered her name flooded her mind, igniting an irrepressible warmth that curled in her belly. "Just you," she breathed finally, the admission slipping out before she could catch it.

His eyes darkened, desire simmering just beneath the surface. The air thickened around them, charged with a tension that made her heart race like a runaway train. Jey closed the distance between them until they stood mere inches apart, the world outside forgotten.

"Good," he murmured, his voice low and gravelly as he reached out, placing a hand on her cheek. The tenderness making her shiver. "Because I been thinking about yo' pretty ass too."

Malani was frozen in place, her heart pounding so hard she was sure he could hear it. She could feel his hand burning against her cheek, his touch setting fire to her skin. And then he leaned in, closing the gap between them until his lips were hovering just above hers.

She held her breath, not daring to move as she waited for him to close the distance. But instead of kissing her, he pulled back slightly, his breath ghosting over her lips. "I've been wanting to get my hands on you for so long," he whispered, his voice husky with desire.

Before she could respond, his lips were on hers in a searing kiss that stole the air from her lungs. Malani melted into him, giving herself over to the heat and intensity of their kiss. His hands moved from her face to wrap around her waist, pulling her closer as if they couldn't get close enough.

They stumbled towards the bed in a frenzy of touches and kisses, their hands exploring every inch of each other's bodies. Malani couldn't believe this was happening; that she was finally giving in to the desires that had been building between them for months.

As they fell onto the mattress together, Jey's hands found their way under the oversized T-shirt, causing shivers of pleasure to run through her body. She moaned against his lips as he trailed kisses down her neck and along the curve of her shoulder.

Malani felt like she was floating on a cloud; as her wet dream started to become a reality.

The thought alone sent a surge of desire through her veins, urging Jey on as he continued to explore every inch of her body.

"Malani," he breathed her name like a prayer, igniting an aching need within her. She tangled her fingers in his soft dark hair, pulling him closer as if to fuse their bodies into one. The warmth of his skin against hers was intoxicating, sending sparks through her every nerve.

Just when she thought it couldn't get any better, Jey paused, his eyes locking onto hers with an intensity that made her heart race even faster. "You sure?" he asked, the gravity of his question palpable in the air between them.

"More than ever," she whispered, her voice barely above a breath, but filled with certainty. The hesitation that had flickered like a candle's flame was snuffed out by the fire within her.

As if satisfied with her response, he leaned back in, sealing their agreement with another breathtaking kiss. His hands roamed with renewed vigor, and Malani pressed herself against him, feeling every hard line of his body molded against hers. His hands found their way to her breast, realizing she was completely naked under neath the shirt. The thought of her nude, caused his dick to harden again.

Malani gasped as Jey's thumb brushed over her nipple, sending jolts of electricity through her body. She arched into his touch, craving more. Her hands slid down his muscular back, nails lightly scraping his tattooed skin as she reached the waistband of his pajama pants. With trembling fingers, she began to push them down.

Jey groaned, his hips involuntarily bucking against her. He lifted his head, dark brown eyes clouded with desire as he gazed at her.

"So fuckin' sexy," He mumbled.

Malani felt a shiver run down her spine at his words, her skin prickling with anticipation. She bit her lip, meeting his intense gaze with equal fervor.

"Then don't keep me waiting," she breathed, her voice husky with need.

Jey didn't need any further encouragement. In one swift motion, he kicked off his pajama pants, before reaching for the oversized shirt she wore. Slowly rolling the shirt up her body until it was over her head, and thrown it over the side of the bed.

With both of them now completely bare, Jey took a moment to drink in the sight of Malani's body. His eyes roamed hungrily over her curves, savoring every inch of her chocolate exposed skin. Malani felt a flush creep up her neck under his intense scrutiny, but she refused to shy away. Instead, she met his gaze boldly, her own eyes raking over his muscular form.

Jey's hands skimmed down her sides, leaving goosebumps in their wake. "You're so beautiful," he praised, his voice low and gravelly.

Malani's response was cut off by a gasp as Jey suddenly dipped his head, capturing one of her nipples between his lips. His tongue swirled around the sensitive bud, and his beard grazed her skin, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Her fingers tangled in his hair, holding him close as he lavished attention on her breasts.

As Jey's mouth worked its magic, his hand slid lower, tracing the curve of her hip before dipping between her thighs. Malani's breath hitched as his fingers found her most sensitive spot, already slick with arousal.

Jey's skilled fingers moved in tantalizing circles, drawing soft moans from Malani's lips. She arched into his touch, craving more. Her hips rocked against his hand as the tension inside her built steadily.

Jey's ministrations grew more intense, his fingers moving faster as Malani's breathing quickened. She clung to him, nails digging into his shoulders as waves of pleasure washed over her. Just as she teetered on the edge, Jey suddenly withdrew his hand, earning a frustrated whimper from Malani.

"Not yet," he growled, his eyes dark with desire. "I want to be inside you when you come, ma."

In one fluid motion, he positioned himself between her thighs, the tip of his arousal pressing against her entrance. Malani wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him closer. Jey locked eyes with her as he slowly pushed forward, stretching and filling her inch by delicious inch.

They both groaned at the sensation of finally being joined. Jey stilled for a moment, allowing Malani to adjust to his size. Then, unable to hold back any longer, he began to move. His thrusts started slow and deep, gradually building in speed and intensity.

Malani met him thrust for thrust, her hips rising to meet his as they found a perfect rhythm together. The room filled with the sounds of their passion - skin against skin, low breathless moans, and whispered endearments. Seeing her like this felt like another wet dream for Jey.

As the pressure built once more, Malani could feel herself rapidly approaching the edge. "J-Jey," she gasped, "I'm about t-to .."

Jey's eyes locked onto hers, dark with intensity. "Let go, ma," he urged, his voice rough. "Come on me. I wanna feel you,"

His words pushed her over the edge. Malani cried out, her body arching as waves of pleasure crashed over her. She clung to Jey, trembling as her inner walls pulsed around him.

Jey hissed as she constricted around him. His eyes fluttering shut at the sensation. After helping her through her orgasmic high, Jey slowly pulled out of her and without a word he flipped her over.

Malani gasped as Jey flipped her onto her stomach, his strong hands gripping her hips. She felt exposed and vulnerable, but in the best possible way. The anticipation of what was to come sent a shiver down her spine. Now on all fours before him, he took in the view in the dim lighting. He noticed her spine tattoo.

Jey's fingers traced the intricate pattern of Malani's spine tattoo, sending tingles across her skin. He leaned down, pressing soft kisses along the inked design. Malani shivered at the sensation, her body still sensitive from her recent climax.

Jey's lips trailed up her spine, his breath warm against her skin. When he reached her neck, he nipped gently, eliciting a soft moan from Malani. His hands roamed her curves, caressing and exploring as if memorizing every inch of her.

"Fuck, Mali," he murmured against her ear, his voice husky with desire. "I've wanted you for so long, Mali."

Malani turned her head, meeting his intense gaze over her shoulder. "Then take me," she breathed, her eyes dark with need.

Jey didn't need to be told twice. He positioned himself behind her, the tip of his dick teasing her entrance. With one smooth thrust, he buried himself deep inside her, both of them groaning at the sensation.

Malani gasped as Jey filled her completely, the new angle allowing him to hit spots that made her see stars. He started moving, his thrusts deep and purposeful, each one sending waves of pleasure through her body. His hands gripped her hips tightly, pulling her back to meet him with every thrust.

Jey groaned, his voice strained with pleasure. "You feel so good. So wet, just for me."

Malani could only moan in response, her fingers gripping the sheets as she pushed back against him. He bit his lip as he watched her ass bounce off his waist, mesmerized by the ripples of her smooth skin. He took his hand and smacked her left ass cheek.

The sharp sting of Jey's hand on her ass sent a jolt of electricity through Malani's body. She gasped, her back arching as the pain melted into pleasure. "Oh fuck," she moaned, pushing back against him even harder.

Encouraged by her reaction, Jey brought his hand down again, this time on her right cheek. The sound echoed through the room, mingling with Malani's cries of pleasure. He alternated between gentle caresses and firm smacks, each one driving her closer to the edge.

The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, punctuated by their breathless gasps and moans.

"That's it, mama," Jey growled, his voice rough with exertion. "Take all this dick."

Malani's eyes rolled to the back of her head as one of his hands left her hip, snaking around to find her most sensitive spot. His fingers circled her clit, matching the rhythm of his thrusts.

Malani felt herself spiraling towards another orgasm, every nerve in her body on fire. She could feel Jey's movements becoming more erratic, his breathing harsh and ragged against her ear.

"I'm about to nut," he panted, his grip on her hip tightening. "Come with me, Mali. I want to feel you come for me again."

His words pushed her over the edge. Malani cried out, her body shuddering as waves of pleasure crashed over her. She clenched tightly around Jey, her inner walls pulsing rhythmically.

The sensation of Malani's climax was too much for Jey. With a guttural groan, he thrust deep one final time, his body tensing as he found his own release. He held her hips flush against his as he emptied himself inside her, his dick twitching with each pulse.

For a moment, they stayed frozen in place, both panting heavily as they came down from their high. Then, slowly, Jey eased out of her and collapsed onto the bed beside her. He gathered Malani into his arms, pulling her close against his chest.

Malani nestled into Jey's embrace, her body still thrumming with the aftershocks of their passionate encounter. She could feel his heart racing against her back, his breath warm on her neck as he held her close. For a long moment, they lay there in comfortable silence, basking in the afterglow.

"Damn," Jey finally murmured, his voice a low rumble against her skin. "That was..."

"Yeah," Malani agreed breathlessly, unable to find the right words to describe what had just happened between them. She turned in his arms to face him, her eyes searching his in the dim light of the room.

Jey's hand came up to cup her cheek, his thumb tracing her lower lip gently. "You alright?" he asked softly, a hint of vulnerability in his eyes.

Malani nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. "Yeah, I'm good." she whispered.

"I've wanted this for so long, Jey. I just never thought..."

"Me too," he admitted, leaning in to press a tender kiss to her forehead. "I've been trying to fight it, but I couldn't anymore. Not when I heard you in here moanin'."

Malani felt her cheeks flush at the reminder of her dream. "I can't believe you heard that," she murmured, burying her face in his chest.

Jey chuckled softly, his hand stroking her back. "Don't be embarrassed. It was sexy as hell." He tilted her chin up, meeting her eyes. "And now I know the real thing is even better."

Malani's heart skipped a beat at his words. She leaned in, capturing his lips in a slow, deep kiss. When they parted, she searched his face. "So... what happens now?" she asked hesitantly.

Jey's expression grew serious. "Now? Now I don't plan on letting you go, girl... Only if that's what you want too."

Relief and joy flooded through her. "It is," she whispered. "It's all I want."

A smile spread across Jey's face, lighting up his eyes. He pulled her closer, wrapping her tightly in his arms. "Good," he murmured against her hair. "Because I'm not done with you yet."

Malani felt a thrill run through her at his words. As Jey's lips found hers again, she knew that this was just the beginning of something incredible. The line they'd been afraid to cross had finally been breached, and there was no going back. Not that either of them wanted to.

As the night wore on, they explored each other again and again. When exhaustion finally overtook them, they fell asleep tangled together, Malani's head resting on Jey's chest, his arms wrapped protectively around her.

As dawn broke, soft sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow over their intertwined forms. Malani stirred first, blinking sleepily as the events of the night came rushing back. A smile curved her lips as she felt Jey's solid warmth behind her, his arm draped over her waist.

She turned carefully in his embrace, not wanting to wake him. In the gentle morning light, she studied his face, relaxed in sleep. Her fingers itched to trace the strong line of his jaw, to run through his tousled hair.

As if sensing her gaze, Jey's eyes fluttered open. For a moment, he looked confused, but then his lips spread into a slow, lazy smile. "Mornin', beautiful," he murmured, voice rough with sleep.

Malani's heart fluttered at his sleepy smile. "Good morning," she whispered back, unable to keep the happiness from her voice.

Jey's arm tightened around her waist, pulling her closer. "Last night wasn't a dream, was it?" he asked, his eyes searching hers.

She shook her head, a soft laugh escaping her lips. "Nah, definitely not a dream."

His smile widened as he leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to her lips. When he pulled back, his expression grew more serious. "You don't regret it, do you?"

Malani cupped his face in her hands, meeting his gaze steadily. "Not for a second," she assured him. "Do you?"

"Hell no," Jey replied without hesitation. His hand came up to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "I've wanted this—wanted you—for so long, Malani. I just didn't want to mess up our friendship if you didn't feel the same way."

She leaned into his touch, her heart swelling with emotion. "I've wanted you too, Jey. I was just too scared to admit it."

He chuckled softly, his thumb tracing her cheekbone. "We've been idiots, huh?"

"Maybe," she agreed with a grin. "But we got here eventually."

Before he could say anything they heard, Jon's loud ass stomping down the hallway. Jey closed his eyes and huffed, "Damn, I forgot where we were."

Malani giggled softly, pressing her face into his chest to muffle the sound. "Do you think they heard us last night?" she whispered, a mixture of embarrassment and amusement in her voice.

Jey smirked, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "If they didn't, we ain't do it right."

She playfully swatted his chest, but couldn't help the laugh that escaped her. "Jey! We're in their house!"

"Hey, they've been pushing for this to happen for months. They can't complain now," he reasoned, pulling her closer.

Just then, a knock sounded at the door, followed by Trinity's voice. "Malani? You up? Breakfast is ready."

Malani and Jey froze, exchanging wide-eyed glances. Malani cleared her throat before responding, trying to keep her voice steady. "Uh, yeah, I'll be down in a minute!"

"Okay, girl. Don't take too long, or the food will get cold," Trinity replied, a hint of amusement in her tone that made Malani suspect she knew exactly what was going on.

"And... Goodmorning, Josh!" she yelled before walking away as Trinity's footsteps faded away, Malani buried her face in her hands, a mix of embarrassment and laughter bubbling up inside her. "Oh my god," she groaned, her voice muffled. "They definitely know."

Jey couldn't help but chuckle, his arms wrapping around her as he pulled her close. "Hey, look at me," he said softly, waiting until she peeked up at him through her fingers. "It's okay. They've been rooting for us, remember? They're probably throwing a damn party right now."

Malani lowered her hands, a small smile tugging at her lips despite her embarrassment. "You're right," she admitted. "But still, facing them... it's going to be so awkward."

"Nah, it'll only be awkward if we make it awkward," Jey reassured her.

They reluctantly disentangled themselves from each other's arms and got out of bed. As they dressed, stealing glances and shy smiles, Malani felt a mix of nervousness and excitement bubbling in her chest. This was new territory for them, but she couldn't bring herself to regret a single moment.

They made their way downstairs, the smell of coffee and bacon growing stronger with each step. Malani's heart raced as they approached the kitchen, Jey's hand resting reassuringly on the small of her back.

As they entered, Jon and Trinity looked up from their seats at the table, matching grins spreading across their faces.

"Well, well, well," Jon drawled, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Look who finally decided to join us."

Trinity elbowed her husband playfully before turning to Malani and Jey. "Good morning, you two. Sleep well?" she asked innocently, though the knowing smirk on her face said otherwise.

Malani felt her cheeks flush, but Jey's steady presence beside her gave her courage. "Morning," she managed, her voice only slightly shaky. "And yeah, we slept... fine."

Jon being Jon smirked as he stared at them, "Yeah, them hickies tell me yall slept more than fine."

Malani's jaw dropped, as her hand instinctively flying to her neck, where she felt the faint ache of Jey's late-night enthusiasm. She threw him a quick, betrayed look as he chuckled, shamelessly rubbing at his jaw like he had nothing to hide.

Trinity laughed, shaking her head as she slid a plate of pancakes over to Malani. "Girl, don't even try to hide it. We've all been waiting for you two to get it together." She winked, clearly relishing in the moment.

Jey leaned back, reaching over to grab a piece of bacon from the plate in front of him, his grin only widening as he looked at his twin. "Ain't like y'all didn't want this. You were the one giving me all that advice last month, remember?" He raised a brow, sending a meaningful look toward Jon.

Jon raised his hands in defense, chuckling. "Hey, I didn't say go on and put it on her like that in my damn house." He shook his head, muttering with a smirk, "Last night sounded like some damn porn."

Trin nearly choked on her sip of OJ, before nudging her husband.

Jey smirked as Jon's words sank in. Malani shot Jon a glare, half-embarrassed and half-amused. "Jon!" she hissed, though she couldn't stop herself from laughing. "You act like you're so innocent."

Jey grinned, leaning into the moment. "Right? I could've sworn I heard y'all the last time I stayed over here," he quipped, giving his brother a pointed look. "Walls ain't as soundproof as you think, Uce."

Jon's face twisted into a mock scowl, but the humor in his eyes gave him away. "Alright, alright. Y'all got me there." He glanced at Trinity, who was already hiding a smirk behind her coffee mug. "But don't think we won't keep making fun of you two. You finally crossed that line, and it's fair game now."

Trinity nudged her husband with her elbow, her laughter bubbling up. "Jurdy, let them have their moment! Besides, they look happy, don't they?"

Malani stole a quick look at Jey, her heart softening as she saw the warmth in his eyes, the way his gaze lingered on her, like he was in no rush to let her go. It felt surreal to be sitting there, sharing this new closeness with him, even if their audience wasn't exactly discreet.

As breakfast continued, the teasing flowed easily, but underneath it all was a new sense of belonging, of possibilities opening up between them. And as they exchanged quiet smiles, Malani knew she wouldn't trade it for anything.

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